Saturday, 7 December 2013

Unloved

Unloved

By Meow Scratch

What have we done?
(Burst out in tears) We've raised that monster! She isn't like the other girls her age, she gets angry at the people who love her most and she doesn't understand. She doesn't understand what's become of her. She used to be a little, delicate child, who always said please and thank you, who always said mommy I love you. It's not fair. She was our girl, now she's turned into something we both don't know. I don't want to know her anymore, let alone love her. She can go to hell for all I care! She's creapy and weird. She can move things with her mind! Her god-damn freakin' mind! Nobody can do that! And when she gets angry she throws stuff at us, she needs to be locked up! That monster! She's going to kill EVERYONE one day. And I'm not sticking around for that day. (Husband speaks) We could go anywhere, just anywhere away from that child! I also suggest, we call the police and everyone in this town to leave too. This girl needs to be isolated from anyone until she dies. (Husband speaks) No, she's not my little girl anymore...