Christine St. Martin
Stories (4/0)
Thank You For Everything
Hey Uncle Felix, I know it’s been a while and because of what happened between you, mom and dad I didn't get to see you when I got back to California. I was really sad when the switcheroo happened since you were the one that really talked me into coming back. In the end Mom ended up doing what I knew she was going to do. Looks like she screwed us both over, after I got back Mom didn't seem to want me there which was odd since she was the one that was trying to get me to come home originally. When I clarified to her again that I wanted to keep my daughter and not give her up like she was pushing for she dropped me off at a homeless shelter. Her and Danny said they could not enable me by letting me stay with them, despite the fact they asked me to come home, I was getting interviews despite being pregnant and I was buying my own food.
By Christine St. Martin2 years ago in Psyche
A Second Chance
No one appreciates the beauty of night time, the hypnotic rhythm of cricket song, the gentleness of the cool breeze or the comfort darkness provides as it swallows the world. During the day you see and hear every creature, tree, rock and man. To be honest, day time shows you how crowded and blinding the world is.
By Christine St. Martin2 years ago in Fiction