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February 2017

Memories Of His Mother

His memories of his real mother he could perhaps count on one hand.

One to when he was just a baby, holding her thumb as if he let go, the world would go crashing down.

The rest were to the countless times he found her on the floor like a dead body, but she was breathing slowly like a slow motion movie.

Until the last time, the last time is when the slow motion movie ended.

Now he sits looking back at memories that triggered him like drugs triggering his mother.

Now he sits in his new room.

Now he has a new family of a different life style.

© 2017 Julie M.
Camden Central High School
Camden, TN
Grade 11

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