chapter seven

That little bastard is the root of all my problems! I know if this little runt wasnt here Stephen would have stuck around. The good thing about this is though, is that he is all mine now. NO ONE and i mean NO ONE can save him. He disgust me and i just wish he could DIE. I bet when we drove the city seeing all the places he used to be privlaged enough to go, he was praying and wishing that he could escape to the good life. I hope he doesnt get his hopes up to high, I would hate to ruin and disrupt his dream.

chapter six

Today i fixed up something new for the boy. He didnt think things could get worse well he took wrong. After the nosey naighbors had to butt in and call the authorities, he really is going to feel my wrath. He can sit in the bathroom with what i ike to cal my special potion of ammounia and clorox. And if he thinks the garage is cold wait till he takes a bath in ice. I know the boys contribute to my doings now. Taking their firends into the bathroon to show the pathetic thing off. HAHAHA sorry boy!

chapter five

It was a normal day. The same thing of having to get on the boy about doing his chores and as usual he disappoints me. I don’t know why I let him get me so worked up. Today was different though. When I was scolding the boy Russell held tight to my leg. It was an accident I never intended to hurt him that bad, but I could tell he was mocking me in the way he stood there. I knife slipped, and the thrash wasn’t even that bad. I really think he over reacted falling to the ground and fainting and what not though. I couldn’t just let him bleed every where so I had to get him bandaged up before he ruined everything. I definitely was letting him out of doing his chores, I told him he had thirty minutes to get the kitchen done to put a little pressure on him. I know he took and hour and a half to finish though, he better just be glad I’m a GOOD mother.

chapter four

I cant believe that he would embarrass me like that. Going to houses begging for food, ugh. He thinks he is a little tricky one, I know he never saw what he had coming. He wants to eat, he can eat what he threw up, and I bet Joe wont stop me. And to help him with his hunger pains he can have a spoonful of ammonia to tie him over. I bet he will love the burn going down.

chapter three

i hated him more than ever today. MY husband went behinde my back and bought him two paints when he knows i handle all disciple. When it was time to go to the den mothers house out of no where he started being a "bad boy" as usual so he wasnt allowed to go. When we got back to the house he began to become beligerent so i made him feel the hell that he has been putting me through. i had once seen that a mother had made her son get on top of a hot stove, but i couldnt do that. all though as i began to scold him he became more beligerent so i found that i could have him get on the stove, he need to feel the misery that he had caused our family. i only wish he could be better.

chapter two

i can remember when i didnt have to drink. On the holidays spending hours as a family decorating the tree. Taking my boys out on a day trips to places like the Russian River. My favorite time of the year is around the holidays because Joe is here with the rest of the family. i wish things would have never changed.

chapter one

I cant believe that i have to deal with "It" another day. I dont know if I can even think about what "it" has done wrong this time. My head is pounding from the to many drinks that i had last night. I dont even know if i will be able to drive them to school this morning. My afternoon was runied by an officer that told me "it" wasnt coming home. I dont know if he told or what is going on. I can only imagin the kind of trouble "it" could be in.