Spotting the dog lying by the bench, she rushed over. Her gaze fell on the leash too, carelessly left
I severed ties with my familyand for the first time, I breathe freely. Growing up, I believed family
To my mother and sister, I was nothing more than a walletnever truly worth their time or affection.
Nineteen years later, my mother reappearednow she wants money and a roof over her head. I was ten when
For nineteen years, my mother was gonenow she wants money and a home. I was ten when I realised that
My mum and my sister only ever saw me as a cash machinethey never really bothered to get to know me.
The relatives promptly set the box of kittens out on the street. Corgi followed them, refusing point-blank
My mother pretends to be ill to avoid work and lives off us. She never had the slightest desire to work.