Chapter Fourteen – Abuse.

“Mom, she has arrived now, she’s here” I screamed and helped her take her suitcases to my room, they should be there for the mean time.

Now, I was seeing her for real, she was more prettier and had dark curly hair like other blacks though her skin was almost 'pastel-carton-brown' – if there was any color like that.

I hoped our relationship would be better.

She didn’t speak to me and didn’t speak to her. I hoped up on my bed and continued viewing my jokes.

She just stood there in my room, like a robot, clinging to her little teddy. “What’s your name?” I...