One Paragraph Stories

Unconditional Love

     You are so ungrateful. All you did was take, and take, and take, and take some more. I am the one who will always be there for you, yet you still take advantage of me. Yes, I may love you more than anything, but my love should know bounds, and limits. There are lines, and you have crossed almost every single one of them. As I stare into your pleading eyes, I tell myself not to give in, not again. Then I sigh, knowing it's useless. "Here," I say, taking out my wallet, "You can have a few dollars from me."