Tag: Family

100 Word Story – Slippery Slope (Finale)

I always had a feeling that Dad never really loved me. When I was younger, Mom was the one who spent all of her time with me; it even reached the point where people thought she was a single mother. Anytime my dad had to put any effort into me, it seemed like an issue.

From the parent-teacher conferences, musical recitals, and even my fifteenth birthday, he showed no interest, if he even decided to show up at all.

With the approaching storm, it really felt like he didn’t care about me. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Slippery Slope (Part Six)

I always had a feeling that Dad never really loved me. When I was younger, Mom was the one who spent all of her time with me; it even reached the point where people thought she was a single mother. Anytime my dad had to put any effort into me, it seemed like an issue.

From the parent-teacher conferences, musical recitals, and even my fifteenth birthday, he showed no interest, if he even decided to show up at all.

With the approaching storm, it really felt like he didn’t care about me. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Slippery Slope (Part Five)

I always had a feeling that Dad never really loved me. When I was younger, Mom was the one who spent all of her time with me; it even reached the point where people thought she was a single mother. Anytime my dad had to put any effort into me, it seemed like an issue.

From the parent-teacher conferences, musical recitals, and even my fifteenth birthday, he showed no interest, if he even decided to show up at all.

With the approaching storm, it really felt like he didn’t care about me. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Slippery Slope (Part Four)

I always had a feeling that Dad never really loved me. When I was younger, Mom was the one who spent all of her time with me; it even reached the point where people thought she was a single mother. Anytime my dad had to put any effort into me, it seemed like an issue.

From the parent-teacher conferences, musical recitals, and even my fifteenth birthday, he showed no interest, if he even decided to show up at all.

With the approaching storm, it really felt like he didn’t care about me. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Slippery Slope (Part Three)

I always had a feeling that Dad never really loved me. When I was younger, Mom was the one who spent all of her time with me; it even reached the point where people thought she was a single mother. Anytime my dad had to put any effort into me, it seemed like an issue.

From the parent-teacher conferences, musical recitals, and even my fifteenth birthday, he showed no interest, if he even decided to show up at all.

With the approaching storm, it really felt like he didn’t care about me. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Slippery Slope (Part Two)

I always had a feeling that Dad never really loved me. When I was younger, Mom was the one who spent all of her time with me; it even reached the point where people thought she was a single mother. Anytime my dad had to put any effort into me, it seemed like an issue.

From the parent-teacher conferences, musical recitals, and even my fifteenth birthday, he showed no interest, if he even decided to show up at all.

With the approaching storm, it really felt like he didn’t care about me. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Slippery Slope (Part One)

I always had a feeling that Dad never really loved me. When I was younger, Mom was the one who spent all of her time with me; it even reached the point where people thought she was a single mother. Anytime my dad had to put any effort into me, it seemed like an issue.

From the parent-teacher conferences, musical recitals, and even my fifteenth birthday, he showed no interest, if he even decided to show up at all.

With the approaching storm, it really felt like he didn’t care about me. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – False Mother (Finale)

“It wouldn’t stop crying, it just wouldn’t stop…”

Eugene ran over to the bed and grabbed his shaking wife, “Love, relax. What happened, who wouldn’t stop crying?”

The wife couldn’t contain herself, her hands trembling as she was pushing down on a pillow. She shook her head with fright when she spoke through her sobbing, “I should have told you months ago that I didn’t want this. Seeing it in front of me, hearing it cry—I hated it.”

Eugene didn’t understand what she was saying. He looked around the room, “Where’s our son?”

The wife slowly lifted the pillow.

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100 Word Story – False Mother (Part Six)

Black grocery bag in hand, Eugene climbed the stairs to the second floor of the house, trying to keep his heavy feet from irritating the old flooring.

Not paying attention to his footing he accidentally tripped on the final step and sent the bag flying out of his loose hand, “Shit. Hope I didn’t wake them.”

Eugene walked down the hallway and picked up the bag, noticing it landed right in front of the master bedroom. When he picked up the bag he could hear a faint sobbing coming from behind the door.

He burst into the room, “What’s wrong?”

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100 Word Story – False Mother (Part Five)

With his wife and child finally sound a sleep Eugene crept his way out of the bedroom and the house, getting into his car to drive into town.

As he drove down the empty suburb roads, he couldn’t get rid of this gut-wrenching feeling within. Something was telling him to turn back now, but he ignored it. He thought the relaxing drive into town would ease his worry.

He glanced at the rear view mirror, seeing his own wrinkled reflection staring back at him, “Christ, I look like death.” However, he still smiled, “Guess it comes with raising a family.”

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100 Word Story – False Mother (Part Four)

“Is there anything I can get you while I’m out? Any kind of medicine or ointments?”

Eugene’s wife rolled over in bed to face him, her eyes struggling to stay open, “Just some aspirin. I’m having really bad headaches again.”

Eugene nodded and he headed for the bedroom door. Before he made it out the baby began crying. However, his wife had her ears covered, thrashing around in the bed. Without thinking, Eugene ran over and picked up the baby, slowly rocking it to try and soothe it.

“Make it stop,” his wife screeched out, “shut that fucking baby up!”

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100 Word Story – False Mother (Part Three)

Under the bright blue sky Eugene carefully pushed the wheelchair out of the hospital, making sure his wife and son were comfortable in the seat.

“Are you feeling fine, love?” Eugene politely asked.

His wife didn’t bother looking back, keeping her eyes forward as she replied, “Yeah…”

Seeing a black car pulling up to the curb, Eugene called out to the driver. The driver quickly got out and assisted the wife and child into the backseat.

Before closing the door, Eugene noticed his wife had her hand over the child’s face, “Protecting him from the sun?”

“You can say that…”

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