Mom is getting so much worse with age. I swear her temper is flying off the charts and her memory is going with it, which causes huge problems. Always complaining, always arguing. She's always right, no matter how many people disagree. It wasn't always like this. She wasn't always screaming every other day. There weren't always doors slamming and voices rising and tears streaming down my face every time another fault, mistake or not, was committed. I screamed into my pillow.
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Short StoryA million thoughts ran through my head, but not one of them provided me with an escape route from this misery I was living through. My tears went unseen, my hurt unknown. My paper feelings began to crumble until I found something to take away some...
