2 ME

I was always alone... my dad died from an unknown illness. One day I found him lying there motionless. I never thought my life would get better but I never imagined to get worst. Mom earned money by doing night jobs taking care of both me and my little brother who was a still a baby. But on my last day of elementary school, mom lost her job. She tried to get another job but when she didn't find one she lost it...she used the last of our money to get herself drunk and crazy. She beat me when brother cried at night, saying that I did something to make him cry and keep her awake. After I was on the ground and brother still crying she started to walk to brothers crib, I stood and rushed after her. I latched onto her legs. I said that I would take care of him and to not hurt him but she didn't listen and pushed the crib to the ground. I caught brother in time, she spit on the ground and left. As her back was turned I looked at her with so much hatred that I knew that this kind of mother... NO this kind of woman was not going to care for us. SO that night.....