Thursday, February 10, 2011
Chapter 3 David.
It didn't take long for me to realize that with father gone, mom would make me play her games and make sure i didn't get to play with my brothers. Mother no longer loves me, she can't even look at me with the slightest taste of love. I know that i will never feel the worm lovable huge from my mom again. The beating and the staving me for long periods of time began quickly. Mom told me everyday that i was a bad boy. She didn't let me be a normal child, i wasn't aloud to play with the kids around the neighborhood, I'm not even aloud to talk to my own brothers. She repeatedly tells me I'm a bad boy, but I don't understand what i ever did!
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