1. The Unloved Child
... would take me away from her, I didn't care if it was in a body bag. I knew she didn't love me, no way a mother could love her child and treat her so cruel. At night I would pray that God one day bless me with my own kids so I can show her how you are to love a child. I would never treat my kids the way she treated me. My mother ... begging and pleading with her for weeks she finally decided to let me move with my god-sister. Hallelujah, bye-bye Louisiana, hello Texas! I rode all the way to Dallas, Texas, on the greyhound by myself. I loved my god-sister and she loved me. After being out...
- Word Count: 1211
- Approx Pages: 5
- Grade Level: High School