Thursday, January 20, 2011
chapter 3
i would sit in my room at night wondering when my mother would come in my room screaming at me. i knew in mothers eyes i was a "bad boy". i was sit there thinkning to myself thank god father was home. i knew mother wouldnt do anything when father was home. in my eyes father was my protecter. when mother told me i was being held back in school i couldnt figure out why. when school started back up it was nice being in class with my little brother. i know when i get home i was going back to hell. the day mother put my arm in the fire in the stove i knew i was going to find out what hell was really like.
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This is a very good blog. I think that mother should not treat him like this and that she should have treated him right. She needs to act better and just because she is sick doesn't mean she can be mean to David. I think she should at least try to be nicer!!
ReplyDeletei know david she have fought back weither or not that was his mother i wouldnt have condiderd her my mom i would of have to have hit her over nd over again till she knew i was goin to take her crap no more
ReplyDelete*should have not she have
ReplyDeletethis part made me so mad i just wanter to hit her
ReplyDeleteyou are a bad boy david. you know it, your father will only protect you so long, dont forget im the with you at all times. the burn on your arm was a classic. did you enjoy?? because i did!!
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