Creative: Diary Entry of the Mother
How dare he! Disrespect me like that, I'll show him! How does he not realize how much I love him? He is my last son; my last tie to this miserable planet. Curse those knives! For without them, war would not be here and my husband be alive and well along with my elder son. But my living blood now rejects and distances himself from me. I do not understand why he spends so much time in that vineyard of him. It's almost as if the money is the only thing tethering him down. And that girl, she is my greatest fear. The fear that he will reside in his home with her for years to come. Never will he come pay me a visit. She and that vineyard shall both consume him to death, leaving me alone with myself. Oh how I adore him so; to see him corrupted is just heartbreaking. Her past is the venom that will do it too. That Leonardo, he is the main threat to her. And one infected the wife, the spouse falls too. Oh my greif! I do not foresee any possible route out of this.
If there is any way to prevent these harms from falling upon my son, come to me now! He is the sun of my day, the sole love of my life. I'd be consumed by greif if I were to ruin his newly found life, but then again, it is my duty as his maternal figure to protect him at all costs. I would give every day of my life to greif if I could ensure that he is alive and well, unplagued by the knives.
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