HeavenOasis

I and the Smiths. "I'm sorry about your Mum...” she said. Forty minutes later, I sneaked out of the hospital to the nearest ice cream vendor and bought two large cones for us.  I hid the ice cream in my cloths when I got to the reception and pass the Argus eyed nurses on duty.  Immediately I got back into her ward, we closed the door and we began licking them. "Thanks Rose" she said, devouring the ice-cream as quickly as she could with all the wires and tubes attached to the body "I have been begging mum for ice cream for almost three months now but she wouldn't let me touch it, she keeps saying it is doctor's order that I shouldn't touch ice cream" I laughed at this. "Eat everything then if you can" I encouraged “if you need more, I'll get it because I have magic and the nurses will never see me when I walk past them in the reception." I said conspiratorially. We were still licking the ice cream when her par...

Domestic violence. Echos From Yesterday Part 1. I will never forget the pains she went through, My mother- the strongest woman I have ever seen. She took the pains calmly without protest from the demon she was forever doomed to endure-my father. The demon began the torment with night escapades, staying outdoor till the wee hours, not caring the jeopardy his absences caused my mother. Poor mother, she waits in the living room, thinking, hoping and praying that her husband arrives safely. Nothing i said ever mattered, she would rather wait in the middle of the night alone, empty-stomached and heartbroken to behold the face she loved so dearly. On my fifth birthday the beating started. It started simply because mama had been stupid enough to forget his carton of beer from store the previous day when she went shopping for the family. With tears in her eyes, sobs in her throat, knees on the kitchen floor and my cake turning to charcoal in the oven, she begged and held onto his c...