Anger

November 19, 2007
By Kirstin Turnbough, Platte City, MO

Anger

I am angry.
Upset.
Furious.
All because of her.
Did she know how much she hurt my
Brothers and I?
Did she even think about how
It would affect us?
No, she didn’t.
She didn’t think about us
Or her life.
She only thought about the drugs
And her wants and needs.
She only thought about how to
Please her abusive boyfriend.
She never thought about us.
I watched her throw her life away
For drugs and fake
Affection.
I watched her being abused.
I watched her destroy her life.
And now I watch her realize what she did.
And I think ‘I’m never going to be like that.
Because I’m not.
Ever.
So I am angry at her.
Upset.
Furious.
All because of her.
My mom.


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