The Diapers: A Short Story

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“Today expect something good to happen to you no matter what occurred yesterday. It can only continue to hurt you if you hold on to it. Let the past go, A simply abundant world awaits”. I don’t really remember a whole bunch about my childhood, but I know my mom would go out and party and never change our diapers. The diapers would be gross and me and my sister would have diaper rash. I wouldn’t even doubt she had a drug party while we were in the apartment she was profound about her drugs. My mom would give us medicine to go to sleep so we couldn’t bother her. I fell down the stairs when I was about one that’s how I got the scar on my right eyebrow. I had to go to the hospital to get stitches I wasn’t bleeding a whole lot. …show more content…

She paid attention to us she played with us. She taught us right from wrong, she loved us as her own. She would read books to us and one time we had a food fight in the kitchen so it was so fun. One time we painted my dad’s nails and he went to work like that it was pretty funny.

We always had prestige times with our step mom. I don’t remember my childhood at all, So every time I ask her, she tells me I was one of those weird kids, but the good kind of weird she’d say to me. The change I went through was exuberant. She made me the young lady I am today. I’m not as bad as I used to be before I met her I’ve toned my life down a lot. I stopped worrying about if my mom was ever going to love me. My stepmom made life worth living. She is my idol I look at when I give up. She is the light at the end of the tunnel.

My life was a mess before I met her. She clothes, feeds me ,she does wonderful things for me that my biological mother would have never done for me. She loves and cherishes me. When I’m having a bad day i’ll come to her. If anything ever happened to her I would be mad and devastated. She is always jovial. She never detains us from what we wanted to do with our

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