I couldn’t finish.
How could they do that to my mom?
“I love a boy.”
“I don’t want my family anymore, and I need
to run away and have fun.”
Did Mom have fun?
Was Abigail enough?
I didn’t know.
I could only ask Dad.
Dad said yes.
My uncle stared at the diary.
Tears dropped onto the paper.
My uncle took the sleeve of his shirt and wiped the paper, so he wouldn’t damage it.
The adults are weird.
They never cared about Mom.
They didn’t do anything for her.
My uncle asked about the pain and about
what happened.
Dad punched him and screamed at him to get
out.
My uncle left and went to school to see me.
He never got close to me, and watched me.
When I got home, Dad picked me up.
He hadn’t slept well in days.
I said I could walk home, but he refused.
He was scared.
Later, I saw Tiffany looking for my uncle at
school.
She asked for my uncle to come home, but he
told her to leave him alone.
I was happy she was hurt.
My uncle didn’t care about her and drove to
follow me and Dad home.
Tiffany chased him and fell out of her chair.
Tiffany was trash.
Tiffany asked him to not leave her, and that
Sarah was dead, but Tiffany was alive.
My uncle drove up to her.
Tiffany was happy and he slapped her.
“Leave me alone. Dad died because of you.”
“They were mean to Sarah. And it was your
fault.”
“You are a ghost, you have to die.”
Tiffany was upset.
The adults are dumb.
They made a mistake, so they would blame
somebody else.
My uncle blamed Tiffany.
I was going to elementary school soon.
It was hard to go to a school in town.
Dad bought a house so I could go to school.
My uncle brought a note.
Dad told him that he didn’t want it.
My uncle yelled, and Dad wouldn’t let my
uncle see me.
“Where were you? She wanted you to hold
her.”
Dad looked crazy.
Dad said that some people had childhoods.
Mom never did.
She was scared that she would be sold to a
stranger.
Later, she ran away, but died.
She was sad.
Dad kissed my head. “Mom met me, and had
you. She was happy.”
Dad cried.
Since she died, Dad had cried.
My uncle hated my dad.
Dad came from a hard background, but Mom
Dad punched him.
“You are the problem.”
“Sarah asked for you to leave.”
My uncle fell.
He started crying.
My uncle wasn’t moving.
The mistake with the cancer was real.
Dad asked me to stay away from them.
My mom was dead.
My dad said if the mom would be happy
again he would remarry.
But my mom was my mom forever.
Years later, I saw my uncle.
It was my mom’s day of remembrance.
My uncle was thin.
He was sad.
He told my dad, “I saw her.”
“It was dirty. Why was she happy?”
“I was mad she was happy.”
“Why did you treat her mean?”
“You did not let her feel safe.”
He was quiet for a while.
“Then she had you, and she was happy.”
“I should have stopped caring.”
“But she got sick.”
Dad said he was sick in the head.
My uncle cried.
He bowed and was sad.
I never told my uncle, but I knew him.
I had seen him in the book.
I asked my mom, and she cried.
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When my uncle showed up, I knew they were
my family.
After she died, Dad burned it.
I thought it was so Mom could have it.
I hated them.
She suffered after that.
She said that my mom was back.
After she died, Grandma was sad, and died
soon after.
My uncle was alone.
Dad put chicken and talked to her.
“I want to see you again.”
“I miss you.”
Since Mom left, he cried.
I would sleep with her blanket and watch the
videos.
And Dad would sleep at her grave.
Later, my uncle fell into the pool and died.
He tried to change it.
But the lawyer said a long time ago, he would
give me his money.
I can read and know more.
But the lawyer said a long time ago, he would
give me his money.
I can read and know more.
He would give money for a charity.
The lawyer said that your uncle was caring.
He would give a card and say that he loved
Sarah.
He would say sorry.
I dreamed about mom and would be happy
forever.
