| General Non-Fiction posted June 4, 2014 |
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a story about the lack of love.
We all need love
by Jackarrie
I can remember my mother hugging me when I was two years old, the last one I got from her. My mother couldn't show love as we grew older. All my life I wanted to hear her say "Well done Mary" I never did hear those words. My grandfather was a strict Victorian man. She herself missed out on words of love and encouragement. After suffering depression, I knew the cycle had to change, and I was determined to do so. I've three wonderful children whom I hug every day. I forgave my mother; as she was a victim too.
100 Word Story writing prompt entry
I can remember my mother hugging me when I was two years old, the last one I got from her. My mother couldn't show love as we grew older. All my life I wanted to hear her say "Well done Mary" I never did hear those words. My grandfather was a strict Victorian man. She herself missed out on words of love and encouragement. After suffering depression, I knew the cycle had to change, and I was determined to do so. I've three wonderful children whom I hug every day. I forgave my mother; as she was a victim too.
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Writing Prompt Write a story of 100 words. not including the title. Any subject accepted. Must be exactly 100 words. |
My Mother is the one in White on the left of the picture, Taken around the year 1937
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