I Hate My Mom Novels & Stories

Yuan Point Of View My jaw clenched in anger at what my Mother did. I can't bear that she will let others rape my Han just to leave me. She's evil and it has really reached its peak. I told her that I don't like anyone but Hershey. But my Mother is still really insistent. I quickly marched to her room. I really can't help but be angry about it. I love my mom but I don't like her behavior like this. "Mom!" I shouted when the door opened. I can't stop raising my voice.

am doomed I thought," it all my dad's fault going to prison in my twenties is not what I wish for I shouldn't have agreed to that crazy idea but who am I to say no, he's gonna kill me if I refuse I continue weeping for a while One of the guard came to me,"you have a visitor" he said and lead me along with him I sigh as it turns out to be mom,"Sara sweetie am sorry I shouldn't have let your father used you" My mom plead as soon as I entered,she kept pleading I sigh and said "it all your fault giving me a crazy father like him it all your fault I hate you" i screamed 'Nooo sorry don't mom loves you I always want what best for you I......" "shut up" I scream "I hate to hear you speak" I stood u

She left because she’s a coward; she couldn’t stand it when things got really bad. “Oh, I should. I should report her for being an abusive parent!” I yell. I feel Mad startle at the outburst, and I’m sorry for that, but the memories of Mom shoving me to the bottom of the filled bathtub have occupied my vision, and I can’t shake them off. I want to scream. “But you know what? I can’t… I can’t hate her after all the trauma she left me in. Maybe it’s because I was living with a much worse monster, and I thought her bite was incapacitated,” I breathe out, swallowing hard.

Dear Mom, My friend, Freya, said something mean at school today. She said you took my little sister because you loved her more. Is that true? I keep thinking about her. Now, I don't know what she looked like anymore. You took her from me. I hate to say this, but I hate you, Mom. I had waited but you never cared about me anyway. I had asked Dad to yank off your pictures. I'm finally letting you go, with the life you chose over me. I hate you!

I was full of hope at that time that my mother would say yes. But my mother just sized me up in disgust. “Stop pretending. You’ve been horrible since you were a child. You ran away just so that you didn’t have to give blood to Sully, and you’re doing the same thing now. You’re not leaving this house.” The textbooks all spoke of mothers being the most gentle of angels, but my mother was like a demon. She hated me and wanted me dead immediately. I could not help it. I cried. My voice even trembled. “Mom, sometimes, I really wished that you didn’t give birth to me.”

She didn’t finish the sentence, but I knew exactly what she meant. If she had never had me, then Michael wouldn’t have died. I didn’t want to hear anymore. I turned and went upstairs. Behind me, Mom’s curses followed me. "You’re running away again! You’re just a troublemaker! I’ve really had the worst luck in the world to have given birth to you!" I hastened my retreat until I reached my room. I slammed the door shut, finally blocking out those voices, and collapsed to the floor in despair. I had heard those words countless times before, yet each time they pierced me to the bone.

Especially in times like this. When I went inside and saw my parent's grave, tears start to fall again. “Mom,” My voice broke. “My daughter hates me. She doesn’t want to listen to my explanation. She thought that I take them away from their father. I should have made Hadley shut up and drive her away instead of listening to her delusion.” I told them. I really wish you are here with me, I really need a hug from you guys. “Mom, Dad, I should have not plan to have a baby, nor a family. My children are suffering because of my selfishness. Being hated by my daughter is the worst feeling. I don't know if she will still give me a chance to explain myself to her.”

I explained shortly "Mom, she's getting crazy." I hate that they are there. Mother would say a lot of things and lessons that I know already. I hate hearing it because it makes me guiltier, anxious, and very much disappointed in myself. I just wanted myself to die. Die. Nobody understands me. Or maybe it’s just me being too emotional again and so, I just wished that the floor would open up.

I hate her. Hate my cursed luck for having such a sociopathic, narcissistic, selfish and manipulative human as my mother.

His eyes held hate. "mom what are you doing here? Why are you doing this? I never done anything to you I don't get why you want to hurt me" Her evil chuckle made the hair on my arms stand on end. This bitch was put her damn mind. "cause your step dad and half siblings failed at the job I gave them. They were suppose to beat you to death but your ugly ass just wouldn't die. Always surviving and driving me crazy". "I loved you mom and you hated me",Alexis whimpered sadly.