Audria Torice
Bio
Nothing can be done for a heart unwilling to try.
Stories (1/0)
Where my heart is
Things use to be great around here, the leaves use to look so shiny and smooth and the smell of the grass I could never get tired of and the air always felt crisp no matter the time of year; that was when mum was here, when she was around it felt as if life was just ok and that’s all that mattered at the moment. Then she went away and things lost the light, daddy’s glow started to slowly fade away and the leaves started losing their colors and the wet smell of the grass started reaking of dirt and filth and the air no longer felt crisp or smelled fresh and the sun light just seemed to die from the sky; me and Daniel began losing hope she was coming home and daddy slowly became a drinker who over worked and was almost never home, that was until daddy’s job let him off, now he’s working odd jobs and barely making ends meet. Daniel started hanging out with the “wrong” kind of folks as mum would put it and I slowly started hating my mother and the memories she had left behind in this house, in a feeling, and in my head I started seeing how bad daddy would get after work doing whatever anyone paid him to do. I had just started the fourth grade when she left and Danny was starting middle school, daddy had just gotten a raise and was going to take us all to the carnival that was until mum left; the first two years were hard not having her around but I grew use to it, not as quick as Danny but by the time I entered the sixth grade I was no longer attached to the idea of my mother and was almost completely numb to any jokes and comments about her. Daddy had found a job in Eilsetown which was just down the ways from Cooper alleyway, the “bad” side of town, daddy says we’re not allowed to go down there or even roam round near there or he’d have us with the belt, I never go down there anyways nothing interests me down there; only reason daddy’s down that way is because of the money, $7.65 an hour, $9.75 on the weekends and $10 plus overtime on holidays, it wasn’t much but it barely keeps us housed, feed, and clothed and soon Daniel will be able to work and we’ll have extra money to help pay the bills, I’ll do the same when I get Daniel’s age that way daddy doesn’t have to work. But as for right now Getting through middle school was my only goal, I was in my second year and seventh grade felt so long it was parent teacher night today, daddy wasn’t coming like usual but I was ok with that; ever since mum left he hasn’t made it to any of our school stuff, neither of us blame him he has to take care of us somehow and attending a silly little school meeting telling him how “misbehaved” we are wasn’t important anyways.
By Audria Torice3 years ago in Fiction