todays story.
Intro:I call my dad to see of he is picking me up . No answer after calling twice. He is late , as usual but i always act like it is the 1st time .He calls back, the reception is lousy, my phone is shitty .He tells me that only one car is providing for both him and his soon to be legal"alien"wife.I could barely hear him .I thought putting him on speaker phone would help.Long story short , he picks the perfect time to start talking shit about my mom when she walks by.With her still upset from a previous fight she just starts screaming on the top of her lungs...."Your not picking her up again? Its been more than a week since you have seen your daughter. I don't have any food Gus!" She takes my phone , my dad immediately hangs up . Then she throws my phone right at my face .Then she runs outside.
(she sobs)
Mom :Why is life so hard?I have to live my life from pay check to pay check .I make 600 dollars a week and i don't even pay taxes and I still can't afford to put food in the fridge. I SWEAR if i have to eat one one salad i will croak.
(i sit and listen .watching her ramble on as i have so many times before.I hold out my hand for comfort.She does'nt notice. She is to busy looking off into the distance.)
Dina:Mom. (pause).Mommy!....Mom.
Mom:What Dina!
Dina:Take my hand.
Mom:I don't need your hand.
(as if she were to reach for my hand , instead she grabs the handle to her beer mug.)
Dina:(In a stern voice.)Is that all that comforts you ?
Mom: It is the only thing that gets me from day to day .
(I pull out a 5 and a hand few of 1's from my pocket. )
Dina:Here mom don't worry about dinner. We can go to Mickey D's or Burger King your choice.
(enraged!)
Mom:What! Your lunch money!I'd rather sell my self out in the streets then take money from my own daughter!
Dina:What do you want me to do ? I don't know how to help you.
(I walk away . I don't know what to do . I call Travis , doesn't help.He has his own problems.I hate asking people for money . I want to get a job but no one will let me . Plus where would i work?After refusing to let me pay, my Mom goes into her rent money and calls for a pizza.I spent dinner watching "Deco Drive" and listening to my mom's slurred and drunken conversation.)
-just another Tuesday-
(she sobs)
Mom :Why is life so hard?I have to live my life from pay check to pay check .I make 600 dollars a week and i don't even pay taxes and I still can't afford to put food in the fridge. I SWEAR if i have to eat one one salad i will croak.
(i sit and listen .watching her ramble on as i have so many times before.I hold out my hand for comfort.She does'nt notice. She is to busy looking off into the distance.)
Dina:Mom. (pause).Mommy!....Mom.
Mom:What Dina!
Dina:Take my hand.
Mom:I don't need your hand.
(as if she were to reach for my hand , instead she grabs the handle to her beer mug.)
Dina:(In a stern voice.)Is that all that comforts you ?
Mom: It is the only thing that gets me from day to day .
(I pull out a 5 and a hand few of 1's from my pocket. )
Dina:Here mom don't worry about dinner. We can go to Mickey D's or Burger King your choice.
(enraged!)
Mom:What! Your lunch money!I'd rather sell my self out in the streets then take money from my own daughter!
Dina:What do you want me to do ? I don't know how to help you.
(I walk away . I don't know what to do . I call Travis , doesn't help.He has his own problems.I hate asking people for money . I want to get a job but no one will let me . Plus where would i work?After refusing to let me pay, my Mom goes into her rent money and calls for a pizza.I spent dinner watching "Deco Drive" and listening to my mom's slurred and drunken conversation.)
-just another Tuesday-