Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Chapter 3 David
What's wrong? What happened? What did I do? We were just having fun, we were just a family. We were just happy. Mommy says I'm being a bad boy, but all I did today was go to school and play. It must've been the grass stains on my knee... I'm sorry, Mommy. I won't do it again, I swear. Mommy is punishing me for being bad. I must be a bad boy, if Mommy is punishing me so harshly. I will try to be better! I can do it for Mommy, I know I can! I will make Mommy proud of me, because I will be a good boy. But she keeps hurting me, and I don't know why. I am a bad boy.
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Dear David,
ReplyDeleteYou were never a bad boy. You always did what you were told and never caused trouble. Your mother was a bad person to you and I am truly sorry that I didn't get more involved to help you. I hope that someday you understand that you are a good son and that what she did to you was not your fault. I feel like I am as much to blame for this as your mother and I could never tell you how sorry I am.
Sincerely,
Father.
David,
ReplyDeleteI know that I don't know all of the details, but I'm sorry you went through this. If I had known, maybe things would have been different. I'm sorry I couldn't do enough for you, I should have seen the change in your Mother. No matter what, always remember that we are family.
Sincerely,
Grandma