@Haruka_Hime
Mama, Papa Am I your child?
I am living with a lie I feel I have no one wish I die Messy life, always down Still fighting, tho it's hard But light of hope is soon be gone My existence was a lie I heard them talk they didn't know I am crying, But still their voice Is echoing over and over Do you think I was loved? No! Because I was never theirs The mother I know is not my Mama The father I know is not my Papa Now I know why am always excluded -- I want to feel loved even for once Mama, Papa. Can you make this child's selfish wish come true? Even if I am not from your blood. Do you know I'm always crying because of how my known siblings treat me? They taunt me, laugh at me without reasons, whispering like I am not near to them. But it's okay, as long as I know that you love me, am okay with it. But my wish was never heard. Because I was not theirs. I am not their blood, I am just me, all alone, crying begging that even for once, I get their love. I am thinking of a solution if how they will notice me. Am sure they will notice me now. Am sure I will finally be loved. Am sure they will look at me as their blood. -- Mama Mama, Papa Papa!!! Can you love me now? Can you treat me as your child now? Am your blood now? I don't know why ther were looking me like that. They are not smiling and I think I did something wrong. They are not moving, but their eyes become bigger. It's as if I eat their fav'rit cat, but off course I did not Mama, Papa why? Did I do something wrong? Am your blood now, we can be a happy family now right? I move closer to Mama, but he push me. I hug my Papa but he shove me. And that's were I know, I really did something bad. -- I feel scared They are crying I do nothing I just watch them And my tears start to pour I can't get their love Is something wrong with me Maybe I need to die first Maybe they will love me if I die They will be happy, but I'm gone I blink my eyes I let myself cry I wipe my tears It stop now I can end it now -- I look at the knife in my hand. It has a lot of blood. I do everything but I never get what I want. So I better stop it now. I gaze at them, I smiled but they were crying. Even in my death, they won't give me their love or even just their smile. They are pouring all of their emotions in crying. I wish they will cry at me like that in my coffin. I smiled, I hold the knife. And before I struck the knife in my neck, I look at them first lovingly -- and as my eyes is closing while my blood is bursting. I saw them held my little brothers head, unaattached to his body, pale as if the blood was sipped from his body. Mama, Papa 11/16/2020 9:47pm
25 comments
I always have goosebumps reading your stories...
So true, from the start she worries me. I thought it's her life, glad to know it's not.
Check out her other stories.. It will really give you goosebumps
Jane I see it but I can't continue reading some too much for me. From the very start, intro pa lang I was so shocked and worried if she have a problem, seriously. But nice to know that this is just the way she wants to write. And she's enjoying it so she's free as a bird. I think since your very strong personality e carry mo lang noh?
Bet ko nmn mga ganung genre pati sa movies so carry ko... Worried lng ako prang may pinag dadaanan tong author.. I can sense that she's a filipino.. But doesn't like to share anything.
Really, Im glad tho. Coz that's what I teally want to feel my readers ☺️
But creepy though..
Really, I think it's not tho 🤨
From your introduction to your articles after I don't know why I'm not comfortable reading it though I'm open-minded that that's the genre you love to write about. And you're good at giving me goosebumps as well just like Jane felt as well.
This is all fiction. I just thought of it all. I don't know I just feel like writing a woth that genre. But I'm sorry if I feel glad of what youre feeling in my story. Coz that's what I intended for my readers to feel☺️
Yes, you're really good! I can't write like that. Cheers
Then write a genre that suit your tastes i'm sure you cam create one 😄
Dear, I'm not really good in English and not articulate. Sometimes or most of the time, I can't put into words what I mean to say. :)
Well emwe're the same on that matter. I'm not that good in english too.
That's creepy and touching
Really,? Did you like it?
Yeah it's nice
It's a relief for me that it's not her life
That's the site we want to see, no scam, hundred percent legit
Sad to say, but this happens in real too.
I know right, and it's really sad 😓
I love reading your article though it's a sad story.
Really ? Thank You so much for visiting amd for reading this.
Your welcome 😊
"Do you know I'm always crying because of how my known siblings treat me? They taunt me, laugh at me without reasons, whispering like I am not near to them. But it's okay, as long as I know that you love me, am okay with it." I've been experiencing this since I was a child, there's a question always why they r like that. I can't do anything but to be quiet.