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I barely make it past the door, when I fall to my knees and begin to weep. I cry for him, myself, but mostly for us. ...Truth steps out from between the lines of my story. It grins at me and I smile back. As he sits there, driving himself crazy, thinking he caused a great wound in me. I sit and write these words. A confession he will never know about... It was me who played him while we were together. It was me who betrayed him first... Day One My stomach is in knots as I wal

Tayra sat in the hospital room, hoping her eyes closed and she'd fall asleep. Desperate to feel once more the dreaded daily routine. Wake up to her son sleeping past 10a.m.. Her lecture loud enough to wake him. It was frustrating to watch a young man with potential waste his life in retail jobs. Although she can't help but feel guilt for his current state. Poor judgement in men, amplified evidence he grew up with the silence of an absent father. It was torturous for her to wi

...her heart and body ached equally. It had been two days post the parting of her baby boy and the removal of his little body out of her....

My name is Color 4B0000. I admired my mom and sister like my life depended on it as a teen. They were my heroes. My sister and I had a...