Tag: mother

  • Deserted

    I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and tried to determine what time it was before I looked at the clock. The light was not quite bright enough to light up the entire room, but bright enough for me to know I needed to get up. If I wanted to get any kind of breakfast,…

  • Devastation

    Every school year, I counted down the days to the beginning of summer break. I was the only time I never had any rules and only a few responsibilities. I was naturally an early riser and every summer day I was up before the summer sun. There were too many places to explore on the…

  • The Family Business

    I never wanted to be part of the family business. But I knew I had to. My sense of duty overweighed my happiness. At least for the time being. I was being paid well and with a steal on mortgage rates, most of my paycheck went to my savings account. I was simply counting down…

  • Magic

    “I’m not going through any ‘portal’ or whatever you have called it.  I am staying here and not leaving until further notice.”  I crossed my arms and sat defiantly on the edge of the couch.  As my mother moved toward the front door, I wondered if I was making the right decision.  If I was…

  • Science

    “No way you found teeth on your walk.  We live in the city.  People walk these streets all day every day.  Someone would have picked them up before you.”  My father stared at me as if he was begging me to contradict him.  He would never let anything he considered magical or untrue into the…

  • The Haunted Apartment

    When we first stepped into the apartment, I knew we could never live there.  The main problem being the fact the windows were small and dark.  Mom had too many plants for this to be acceptable.  I also craved natural light too much to be stuck in such a dark apartment.  But when my mom…

  • Bus Whisper

    “Please don’t do it,” the woman behind me whispered into her phone. Should I turn around or should I just mind my own business? She had been talking in whispers for the entirety of the bus ride and this was the only time I had actually heard any of her conversation. She had gotten on…

  • Estranged

    When my mom called out of the blue, I knew something was probably wrong. Or she needed money. We had not talked in almost ten years because she had gotten angry when I wouldn’t loan her the money for rent. I was barely making ends meet myself when she had called and when I tried…

  • My Mother’s Corner

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  I never understood how my mother could work in her ‘corner’. I wouldn’t exactly call her a hoarder, but she never cleaned out her desk. Every time I tried to borrow her computer for a school project, I quickly became distracted by every single thing at her desk. Why did…

  • The Movies

    I nervously waited for the lights in the theater to come back on while at the same time wishing they never would. I wanted to stay close to Jim, but also couldn’t stay in the dark much longer. I had hated the dark for as long as I could remember, but couldn’t remember why until…