The monsterA Story by Terri phelpsWhen mommy leaves him He starts drinking and becomes someone else "the monster"
There he goes again drinking
Why can't daddy see that he's not him when he's drinking He tries to erase her memory The day mommy left He turns into a monster He forgets that he's a father He thinks that everyone is against him When everyone is trying to help him I sit there on the couch quietly trying to pretend that he's the same person that loves me He yanks me up and starts yelling at me telling me it's my fault that mommy left "Daddy why you doing this Don't you remember it's me your little girl" Before I knew it I'm on the ground my face black and blue The monster has taken over his body He doesn't know what he's doing I know better not to cry bc that's weakness in his eyes I wait to be sent to my room so I can cry quietly on my pillow and pray to God to help him get better He tells me to pick myself up grab him another beer and go to my room I do as I'm told and there I am on my bed praying and crying to God to please help him I cried myself to sleep like I do every night I wake up to go to school I knew I would have to think of a lie of why my face is like this I know I should just tell the truth but I'm scared I don't want to leave daddy like mommy did he needs me I get into class and the teacher noticed right away This hasn't been the first that I went to school with bruises on my face, arms, and legs she tells me to step outside so she can talk She asked what happened and at that moment I couldn't help but tell her the truth Before its to late Maybe I can still save him I've been lying for way to long She called the police The person that was there for me whenever no one else was Gone outta my life Just like that At first it started with just a beer then it lead to more and more drinking Not knowing if I'll ever see him again Few months down the road I'm in a house full of kids that is going through the same tragedy as me I can't help but think of daddy and how much I still miss the warmth of his hugs and the "I love yous" I can still smell his cologne And it just brings tears in my eyes That night I went to bed and prayed that same prayer I prayed to God to help my daddy get better. a few years down the road We met face to face and he cried when he seen me gave me a hug and told me he was sorry for every pain that he caused me. He said he stopped drinking and at that moment I knew God had finally answered my prayer and fought the monster that was within We could start fresh and become a family again and this time their would be just us again like it was before © 2014 Terri phelps |
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Added on December 20, 2014 Last Updated on December 20, 2014 AuthorTerri phelpsSalem, ILAboutI'm 21 and I starting writing when I got really depressed and it really helped me cope a lot and I enjoy it so now I do it for fun more..Writing
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