I often ask my mother that 'Where are you two? Are you not three or not? '0: 00/9: 13 narra names illustrated by collector collected. Source: Intrernet. Mother just looks at me smilefully "this kid, what does anyone have no father, the three children are in a very far place." I was just a naive child without understanding , I saw my mother say that, then ran away to show off with the children in the neighborhood that I had three, just the three I was far away. They asked me, "far away?" I hesitated for a few seconds, after Bao "Let me ask me
." The answer is still very far away ..
Just like that, I don't ask for more than a ten years, I no longer ask my mother to that, because the answer is still old, I have I am no longer asking where I don't come back, I also get used to the story I am a child without a father. But only to in your heart, I don't know. I'm twenty-three years old enough to understand my mother Single, my father never knew the face, the father in imagined and in my unprecedented dialogue and her mother had never once visited. And maybe he never knew about being My in this world should also. A day, I decided to take The boyfriend came to the house, he was just a colleague, also my boss. Newly entering the gate listened to the house with a noise, in front of the neighbor's door, it was full, blocking the entrance. I looked at me, I didn't say anything rushed in. "You are aware Slut, dare to eat with my husband and then give birth to the wild child ..
"Every Word of that woman uttered, causing me to die, the neighbors saw me, separated into either side, their eyes looked I pityed, watching my mother even suggested herself to find himself small and pitiful. "What do you do my mother?" I almost screamed as she looked at the woman who was grabing her mother's hair and let go The venom to fire my mother. "Mom was a slut ..." She saw me, gritting my teeth, gritting her teeth stressing, the word "slut" was as if he intentionally hissing it harder. Mother looked up at me, her face was full of bruises, both eye sockets were also tinged with red, the tears shook his head "not, not ..." "Slut is my mother, Who gave She hit my mother? "I was like a madman who pushed her to fall to the ground, her mother chuckled with the arms in the arm, the more I could keep me. I like a crazy, I want to rush into the structure of the wisdom dare to rub the mother like that, in me now there is only shame and exasperation, accompanied by resentment. Why I get one Family, a true father. If it wasn't there, don't let the woman appear to disturb the life of my daughter peacefully? We accepted to lose a husband, a father and not? I was embarrassed with the neighbors, with the whole man I love being standing deadly, everything at my feet seemed fall. I am also afraid to lose you. But he didn't leave, still very calm, the way he looked at me, causing me to be fantastary, not the look of the sutra, nor the look of injury. Help me disband the crowd , the other woman was invited to come back, she was still holding her body without letting me move, if not because she was holding me, I wouldn't know what else would ... everyone left At all, the chaotic house naturally became a strange way, to the sigh also only the slot, she sat on the bed turned her back, I sat silently on the sofa, and I sat opposite me . It's up to calm down, I don't dare to look at you, even if I don't want to look at my mother's eyes. "Where do you go?" I couldn't stand the silence to that scary, I ran out. At the beginning of the night, I didn't go far away, just running out of banana seeds right behind the house, wanting to breathe a bit of air. A young banana leaf ship was ignored, the hole of the tears, looking Do not shape. " I ... "" I was disappointed about my family, right? I don't have a father, sorry for not to tell you that ... "The hand squeezed the banana leaf, I could finally say it, I was very scared before I was At the same time, talking about the fathers, in addition to those who read my records will no one knows it. For me, there is no father who is inherently important but it is a stain in life. Mother is both a mother and a father, I understand you have suffering in my heart so I don't ask about it anymore . But today, why did that woman appear, also beat her mother, calling my mother "slut", saying my mother robs her husband, giving birth to a wild child is me? "We do not have the right to choose people Born me, I didn't create my fate myself, I knew I didn't have a dad long ago. "His voice was deep. I looked back at him, his hand tightened me pulled into his lap. He nodded again once again confirming what he just said was true, I trembled into his arm. "He was my boss, of course my records were read. I love you . Dịch vụ:
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