by Trick; » Wed Jun 08, 2011 8:42 am
Not the richest
But sure as hell not the poorest. We'll get by. Trust me.
He's right. We barely get our bills in. Doesn't help that my body loves the hospital. Mortgage, electricity, food. We don't make it sometimes. But we're not on the streets. We don't use food stamps.
Maybe that's because she doesn't waste money on our food bills? I mean, I don't eat. The monsters help with that. And she gets her boyfriends to buy her food.
Her boyfriends are creeps. Period. One, a few boyfriends back, came into my room one night a week. I don't know what he expected of me. He just came in, sat there, and watched me sleep. Sometimes he stroked my cheek. Mom didn't do anything. I bet she knew about it, though.
Micah used to help with bills, before he ditched. His name suits him, he meaning. 'Who is like God? Who is a gift from God.'
If one existed, which I'm currently not sure, Micah was definitely a gift. One my Mom didn't deserve.
I think this is a quote from my book?
{I think so. The book is hidden in 'stories' from my siggy if you want to read it -.- }