Twisted
by Michael S.
Collins
"Why do
you keep crying? I have told you too many times
this is for your own good. No child of mine will
be brought up as a liar. Don't interrupt, you did
lie! Yes, you did, and your denial only makes me
angrier.
"Do you
realize how hurt that makes me feel? What a fool
you make me look in front of the other mothers
and children? Don't you hear the whispering in
the streets? You are a disgrace, and I would send
you to your room without dinner had it been
beneficial.
You should
have told your dear mother, then there would have
been no tears. Do I enjoy crying? Of course I do,
since I seem to be doing little else these days. You
complain all you like, this is about my feelings
and not you.
I am fine. You
are the liar. And nobody likes a liar.
Do you
remember when you were a baby? I use to carry you
around the place, and people would stop and smile
at the child. My pride and joy. Then you grew up.
They always grow up. It's unfair, you should
never stop being mine! Instead you lie and fall
into temptation. Listen to your mother.
Temptation called, and you fell in line, unlike
the other children. I like the other children.
They never grow up to hurt their mothers feelings.
You know, this
punishment hurts me more than it hurts you. But
you needed to see how much you hurt your poor
mother. Darren, you lied to me. You said you had
no girlfriends, and I was happy because as we
both know girls only lead to temptation. And no
son of mine will into trap. They will remain
happy instead.
Don't lie to
me! And don't try and deny it, I saw you with Mrs.
Millen's daughter! Just friends? A friend who is
a girl is a girlfriend! Point proven. You lied to
your mother. So I had to be harsh.
See what
talking our feelings out does? I feel so much
better now. Mother knows best. Have you learnt
your lesson? Darren, I trust you and you break my
trust, but I am willing to forgive. What do you
say? Do speak, its as quiet as the grave in here.
Darren, speak to me! How could you give your own
mother the silent treatment? Right, that is it,
if your going to be so immature then I wont sow
your head back on until morning.
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