the things left behind
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i push Cory ( my 2 year old son) in a swing at the park, loving the sound of his laughter. never fails to make me smile.
Two years ago i lost my mother, forcing me to move in with my older brother CC, a drummer in a band called black vveil brides. i went off the rails a bit, partyed just a bit too much, and ended up hooking out with one of my brothers best friends -andy, after CC found out, i ran, i went and ffound my father, who turned out to be a total jerk, he raped my mother, and locked me in a room, waiting for me to turned 17 so i could have his children. thankfully CC, and the gang ffound me. once i knew i was strong enough, i left, and moved in with my old friend jake. jake passed away a year after i moved in, leaving me alone with a baby boy, and an apartment.
''Cory, c'mon hunny. we gotta get going'' i say, as i lift him out of the swing , and carry him over to the strolled. we walk a couple minutes unil we arrive at the doctors office, on the way up the elavtor, i see his eyelids getting heavy, soon he'll be fast asleep, so i can have my meeting with the doctor.
i sit in the waiting room, watching my son as he snoozes. his deep blue eyes, and blonde curls. he gets his eye and hair colorr from his dad, the curls are mine, even though i usualy straightened mine.
''Mirnanda?'' calls a nurse, i grab my purse and follow her into the room, sitting in the little chair beside the examining table, as i patiently wait for my doctor
Notes
HERE IT IS!! ik its short, but its just the lead in, promise next chapter... u might hat eme
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