How my Mom broke my heart

My mom has come into my life and left whenever she wanted and she constantly hurts me by doing that because she treats my sisters and me like a house.

I was born September 24th, 2003. My dad stuck around my whole life other then when he was still completing school. My mom left after saying she wished she never had kids and we still got to visit her, but everytime we went to visit her she always said she wanted to spend time with us. She never wanted to spend time with us because if she did it wouldn't have always been adult time and she went to court to get a situation solved, but while Jennifer was in Court that day she left me and my sister with her boyfriend and sister. Mike and Aunt Vanessa locked my sister and I out of the house and Shaina used Mike's favorite knife to unlock the door and he started screaming at us. I told him he wasn't my dad and he smacked me. He and Aunt Vanessa beat me with a belt on my bottom and put bruises on my bottom. My mom told me to lie to my dad and say I fell on rocks. I told my dad what happened and he called the state police. Mike and my mom got arrested my Aunt Vanessa ran from the police.

  After they got arrested my mom came back to Pennsylvania to visit because she wasn't allowed to take us anywhere since she told me to lie to my dad. She only came to visit three times after that incident and she stopped and she hasn't been there for my birthday for four years now. She moved to New Jersey with her boyfriend and came back in town. She was here for three months and saw all three of my sisters,but left a week or two before my birthday never came to see me just went bback to New Jersey with her man. She left and hurt me.

Reviews

[Mr. D]

Maybe it's just a mistake on your part, but how could you be born on the 24th of September this year? That would mean you're a couple months old at best, and surely couldn't write as you've done here. Unless you had someone dictate it for you.

On topic, people are unreliable. You can't count on them in most any cirumstance, but you can count on them to f**k you over any chance they get. But you can't very well hate them, can you? Quite a conundrum, indeed.

[Lacey]

I can't hate my mom no matter how bad I want to, but she has put me through more than anyone knows and I made a mistake I meant to put 2003.

[Mr. D]

Hating people doesn't do them any harm. They don't care if you hate them. Most don't care if you love them, either. Unfortunately, suffering is a part of life, and it's not up to us where it comes from. Well, some of it isn't, anyway. Other sufferings we often bring onto ourselves. But God has a reason for all He does or doesn't do and all He does or doesn't allow. You're still young yet. Worst thing you can do is lose hope, if you've any to lose.

[Lacey]

Yeah I pray for my mom all the time. I hope for her to change and every promise she makes she breaks.

[Mr. D]

You can't rely on the promises people make. Plans,, from the time they're made until the time they're to be executed, change. Trust people at your own peril.

[Lacey]

Yeah people tell me that I'm a good person because I have hope for everyone.

[Mr. D]

Bibically speaking, none of us are good people. Our thoughts are evil continuously. But I see what you're saying. The only one good in this world is God.

[Mr. D]

But hope isn't a bad thing to have, I guess. But maybe I lost mine years ago.