CASSANDRA ]I never hated my mother. I loved her more than my father. But today, I feel like I loved the wrong person because I realize my father was tricked. Currently, I miss him. He left the house without saying goodbye to me whereas I would have liked to apologize to him. I would also have liked to know his new home but unfortunately that is not the case. Although he has always been a terrorizing man, in reality he is a simple person. And it is only today that I realize it unfortunately. Ten minutes after dismissing my mother from my room, I took my backpack and left the house. My mum tried to hold me back but I still got out without her permission. I needed be in a quiet corner and clear my mind. I was walking through the bush behind our house and I had my phone in my hand. Immediately, it occurred to me to call Philippe. The last time we spoke, he asked me to contact him if I had any problems and currently, I felt the need to confide in someone. However, it has been nearly 45 d
[ MORGANE ]As soon as my mother asked me what was happening to me, I was about to tell her about the problems I encounter in my husband's house when my mother-in-law suddenly shows up." Who are you talking to on the phone? " she asked angrily.As soon as I heard her voice, I hung up." I was talking with my mother " I replied" Do you think complaining to her will change the situation? I knew from the start that you were a bad girl. I don't know what my son saw in you to marry you. I don't like you at all " she said arrogantly." I wasn't complaining at all and I also know that you don't love me. However, that doesn't diminish the love I have for your son." I replied." Why are you lying? So you weren't complaining? I overheard your phone conversation earlier and you said you weren't well. So you think your mom can really do something to fix your situation? If that's what you think then know that you're stupid and I really feel sorry for you. However, when you're done complaining to
Every story begins somewhere and mine begins in Montpellier, a city that is, by population, the seventh-largest municipality in France and the third French city on the Mediterranean axis. It's a wonderful city. ----------------------------------------On a Saturday in JANUARY 2012, I was at a wedding ceremony, and I was part of the catering service which served food and drink to guests. It was the wedding of my psychologist Morgane. She is a charming lady whom I respect very much. She's the only person who understands me perfectly. I love her more than my own parents. So, during this wonderful saturday passed too quickly unfortunately with lots of beautiful memories, emotions and joys ; Morgane got married swearing to be faithful to her husband. It was so beautiful that all the single women present at this wedding wanted to get married too. Me, I was very grateful towards my psychologist Morgane for allowing me to be among the staff who will serve food and drink to her g
[ CASSANDRA ]I console my mother when suddenly my father comes into my room with a knife and a gun. My mom and I are panic. He approached us and asked my mother what she was doing in my room. My mother continued to cry without answering his question. I looked at them and I was afraid. I wouldn't want to see them argue. Two seconds later, my father grabs my mother by the hair and threatens to cut her throat like an animal if she doesn't answer him. Instead of defending herself, my mother looked at my father and said : -- Do it and I hope you will have peace of mind.After my mother spoke, I immediately replied : -- No dad. Leave mom alone. Please don't hurt her.-- Don't meddle in our problem. Your mother and I have things to settle, and you must shut up. Idiot. By the way, get out of the room right now (replied my father)It was not the first time that my father acted like this. He used to hit us and my mom still love him despite all his bad habits. Shortly after, my father ties my
[ CASSANDRA ]It was night and the whole neighborhood was quiet. Our neighbors were already asleep. My mother Fanny asked me to keep quiet and that she would try to get rid of Dad's body. He hadn't moved for more than two hours and his heart stopped beating. Maybe he was really dead. Behind our house there was a vast bush. It is in this bush that mum intends to bury my father. We were about to put my father's body in a bag when suddenly he opened his eyes. I was the first to notice it and immediately screamed.-- What's going on Cassandra? (Was asking my mother)When I wanted to answer her, my father also moved his two feet and said :-- Please help me.My mother was also surprised.-- Dad is still alive. (I replied)-- Help me please. (He kept saying)Instead of wasting time and watching him die for good, my mom takes her cell phone and calls an ambulance . And while waiting for their arrival, she sent me into the bush to pick up a medicinal plant that we will use to stop the blood t
[ FANNY ]It's been three days since I no longer saw my daughter Cassandra. The last time we spoke was when I sent her to pick a medicinal plant in the bush behind our house. And since she left the house that night, she never came back. It was the first time this had happened. Cassandra is not the kind of girl who sleep outside. During these three days, I was panicked. I looked for my daughter all over the neighborhood and I couldn't find her. Besides, no one had seen her. All my efforts to find her were in vain. I then automatically informed the police to help me find her. I was afraid to find out on the news that she was killed. She is my darling daughter. I love her and she's only 16 years old. Meanwhile, her father Fulbert was in the hospital and he was being treated. The nurses tried to understand what happened to him and I replied that he had been attacked by some thieves who were prowling around our house. Fulbert also confirmed my statements even though he knew they were fals
[ CASSANDRA ]After this statement of ANTOINE, I got angry. I then looked at him strangely and I said : -- Who are you to give me orders? I am not under your responsibility. You are not my family and I am not your prisoner. I'll go away and you won't be able to stop me.Afterwards, I wanted to slap him when Inès stopped me.-- ANTOINE and Cassandra please calm down. You're not going to fight because we're family now. (She says)- You are not from my family. I don't know you and I refuse to mingle with you. (I replied)After my statement, I left the room where we were. Once I found myself outside, I was facing a forest and it was vast. Inès and Antoine were behind me.-- What are you doing ? (Asked ANTOINE)-- I'm tired of listening to you. I want to go home.-- We can't let you go this way Cassandra. I'm sorry but you're not leaving here. (replied ANTOINE)-- No ANTOINE. Let her go. We're not going to keep her against her will. (Said Inès)-- Inès are you crazy? Cassandra is no longe
[ FANNY ]I know how to recognize when my daughter Cassandra is hiding something from me. When I asked her for an explanation of her disappearance, the reaction she got proved that she didn't want me to know what happened to her. She simply replied that I shouldn't worry too much about her because she was a big girl now. I did not agree with this point of view.-- But you're only 16 years old my dear. (I said it)-- It's true, mom. I am 16 years old but know that I am no longer a kid. (She answered me)When I looked into her eyes, I really saw another person. It was as if something had changed in her. I didn't know what it was but I was convinced that my daughter was no longer the same. I started to cry. I was no longer unhappy but I was crying with joy to have found her anyway because I thought she had been kidnapped or killed. Nevertheless, she tried to console me but I just wanted to cry. A moment after I cried, we talked. This conversation we had made me feel good. I took the oppo