how much?how much do love your family? how far would you go to protect them? think about it. would you do nothing or would you kill. just to be rid of one life for your family, or would you leave them to suffer and perish? what would you do if you were streched to the very edge? you cant kill, but you cant just leave them to die. how could you, they were always for you and loved you. what would you do?
yet she walks pastthe happy shopper walking up and down the highstreet buying presents for her loved ones, the homeless person who cant buy anything for his loved ones. yet she walks past him with ease. she dines on delicous food, he eats disgusting leftovers. she has a cosy home with a bed, he has a cold pavement with dustbins. in winter while she is keeping warm, he is freezeing. when it rains she has a roof over her head, while he gets damp. when she is sad, she has friends and family, while he is left to suffer. yet she walks past him with ease.
mum stays there, as cold and white as death. her blank dead eyes stared right at me as my heart began to thud. then out of the stillness of her figure her lips moved.
''you killed me, my own daughter killed me.''
i shook my head.
''i was drunk.''
she stared and whispered.
''you keep telling yourself that. you were not drunk.''
rage and fear swirled inside me.
i couldnt belive i screeched at her, saying she was the liar, when i was. i knew i was gonna get worse than being grounded. i looked in her eyes. a deep fire raged inside them for one thing.