You know as a kid we don't really know what death really means, what it actually is. Like when your pet fish dies so you flush it down the toilet and get a new one and you keep going on with life.
Now let's say the fish is a person and the kid is me, MJ, when I was about 8 my grandma died of an O.D it was horrible but what made it worse is I slept in the same bed as her when it happened as a kid I was unaware that she had died. People came in and took her away, I didn't cry or feel sad I just knew she wasn't coming back, but after awhile I felt it. Empty. She was gone and I was never going to see her again. And then the people I call family betrayed me and let my unfit mother take me to live with her. My life fell apart and was ruined because of this women. I know your suppose to love you mother but how far can that love extend when all she ever did was fuck your life up?
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Short StoryOne girl, 2 best friends, a crazy ass family, one to many bad decisions, and you know..life
