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Mommy knows best. How about now? I don’t see her anymore. She’s not dead. She messed up. Cheated on my father, Treat me like I’m nothing, Too busy with her boyfriend, Not enough time for motherhood. Even though I’m the only one of her kids that she didn’t miscarry. I wish everything will go back to the way it was. We used to laugh, Have out Mother- Daughter movie days, and Watch our favorite TV shows together. But no more. Alcohol and Prescription drugs took her away from me. Now she’s always in pain, sleeping all the time and we never get to do things like those ever again. Then she did the unthinkable. She had an affair with someone else so now she doesn’t have time for her daughter anymore. I am always so depressed now so I live with daddy now. I hate always being with my friends who still have their mothers. Their mothers didn’t give in to the evil influences of addictions. They are still around doing their mother daughter fun. Me no more. I miss everything.

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