Poverty Is At Home

 

Poverty Is At Home

 

My Father is polite to my Grandmother, because he needs her, this is her old house. It may not be much, we are poor country folk. But without this small tumbledown cottage, and the acre of land around, we would have nothing.

My Father also keeps me as a slight necessity, I work the acre of land for him, I milk our cow, I shear the sheep for the wool and prime the lambs for slaughter. Something which I hate, so as often as I can, I hide the lamb until it is fully grown. My Father comes only for the young. His love obsession with rum means he does not look too carefully, he believes I am so afraid of him, I would not do anything to risk his wrath. He is wrong, I know that deep down I am more powerful than him, more powerful than he could ever be. I may have an evil half life, but I will use it to do good. I will save mine and my Mother's souls, one day we will be together again. For if you wish to die, surely God would not be so unkind as to make you live forever?

Sitting inside looking in the small, stained photo album, I stroked a finger down my Mother's face. I don't know how you can miss or mourn someone you never met, but I do, everyday I miss and yearn for my Mother. The smiling beautiful woman I have only seen in pictures, and heard about in my Grandmother's reverent tone and my Father's jeering one. I believe that someday I will see her again. One day I will be with her, and I will be as good as her. People will love me, I won't be tormented for something that I did not will, I almost wish I was never born.

Somehow in my cursed half life, I manage to believe in God. I know that although I am of evil birth, God forgives those who are good. I try so desperately hard to be good. I have to feed sometimes, I cannot help it. But I will never taste the blood of a human. I drink the blood of animals, going from animal to animal, and taking only a little, so I don't kill my prey.

 

Reviews

[Slender Smile/Husna Tay..]

Gud start.....but it seems as if u r unattatched to ur own life......
Maybe its like u are seeing it infront of ur eyes.....like a third person.....
But its a bold subject to take and i am impressed...:)
keep going......its a beautiful start.