published: May 12,2017
Mommy did the best she could for me, me being six years old. Daddy was somewhere and I didn’t really know where, no one would say. Nobody ever talked about daddy and there were no pictures of him so I didn’t have any memories of him. He disappeared from my life, quickly becoming nonexistent. Besides, I loved my mommy and she was all I needed. As poor as we were I was happy.