Monday, December 7, 2009

Chapter 3 Bad boy

A Child Called It David
Mother used to discipline me. But that soon changed. Now she punished me for being a bad boy.
She started out making me stand out in the corrner to making me go on hour trips to the basement to find her missing things. Sometimes I would be looking for so long I would forget what I was looking for. I would never ask her what I was looking for again.
The punishment didn't stop there. One day when I came home from school she told me to take off my clothes and stand next to the stove. I felt so acward. Why is she making me do this. I knew something bad was going to happen.

1 comment:

  1. Dear David,

    I'm sorry mother did that to you, I really am. I wish I could have been there for you because I know she wouldn't of did any of that.

    Love, Dad

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