I Hate My Mom Novels & Stories

She raised her hand to slap me, and I closed my eyes. His mother hates me!! The one person that I'd give anything for to just like me hates me! And I don't know why!

I felt like I was going to pass out soon just thinking about it. “Arrrgh!” I screamed with so much anger burning inside me. The door to the room flew open, and my mom came rushing in. “Diane, what's wrong? Talk to me. What happened to you?” I raised my gaze up to my mom with anger filled eyes. “I hate her mom, I hate her so much. I want her dead. I want her to disappear. Why didn't she die when she ought to have died, why?!” I screamed in anguish.

Kill them. WhY aM i FoRcE tO DeAl WiTh SuCh HuLiMaTiOn? I jUsT wAnTeD hIm To UnDeRsTaNd HoW mUcH pAiN hE cAuSe My MoThEr. GiVe BaCk My MoThEr… YoU kIlL hEr WiTh ThAt FaLsE lOvE oF yOuRs! I miss my mommy… Give her back… Why did she leave me behind? Did she love this man more than she loved me? I don’t ever want to fall in love. I hate love. It took my mommy away. Love is bad and I hate it.

, I say in a voice that is nothing more than a whisper, a voice that comes from somewhere inside me I had never explored, a child's voice, a voice that is afraid, a voice that hurts, a voice that hopes, a voice that believes, a voice that loves, a voice that says "I hated you, Mom, I hated you, I hated you so strongly, for so long, so deeply, that I forgot who I was, where I came from, where I was going, what I wanted, what I hoped for, what I believed, what I loved, I hated you for having abandoned me, left me, forgotten me, I hated you for not coming back, for not having looked for me, for not having found me, for not having loved me, I hated you for leaving me with Sabrina, with that woma

The only person I hated was Jesse. "My mom is a hot headed woman and I don't know why, but she always hated me. It was later that I got to know that she hated me because she didn't want to have a child with my dad. And before she could abort me, my dad got to know about it and so she couldn't do that." My eyes widened. Why would she do that? What kind of a mother was she?

Amy couldn't believe her ears. "Mother...grandchild...what do you take me for..huh...Am I old to even have a grandchild...And yeah ...You are my blood...that's the part which I hate the most...I loathed you from the day you were formed inside my womb. Everyone loved only you, and you ruined my life. At the age where the girls party and enjoy their lives, I was forced to give birth to a sick child like you and nurse you", she said with hatred lacing her words. "Mom...i-if you didn't want me, you could have aborted me", she never imagined that her mom hated her and her heart clenched in pain.

I watched her face as she glanced at me. Then she looked away from me, hiding the hurt I could see in her eyes. "My mom didn't say anything about him." She looked down, wiping her nose, and there was an angry tone in her voice. "She's not much different from the others. I think she hates me. She often expressed her anger at me, even though I didn't do anything wrong. I don't understand. She hates me, yes. She hates me because I was born." She glanced at me, trying to look okay. But that's useless because I see the real sadness in her eyes.

Mom enunciated. "Does it matter now mom? Dad hates me and now that I fall in love I can't have him either because he doesn't like me. Isn't life too cruel to us? Mom, we can't let this continue. We need to stop this chain of unwanted and loveless." I instigated. I should stop this and do something irrational. I'm sorry mom but I can't.

and what he heard from his son's mouth was enough to stab his heart painfully. "Dad mommy doesn't love me. She hates me and she said she didn't want me in this world anymore. Dad, am I a bad boy???? but I do everything a good boy does. I respect elders, I wake up in the morning on time and prayed to God before going to sleep, I also brush my teeth two times without telling anyone and I said sorry when I do something wrong or I hurt anyone by mistake, so why did mommy say this that she hates me?? I love her them why she hates me??”

"It's getting annoying; I hate the suspense. I hate that I can't figure out where we going or what we'll be doing." Of course, they were neither going camping, relaxing at a spa, touring a Museum, viewing a comedy show, going on a shopping spree, having fun with pottery, or karaoke. Her mother had turned down the chances of the few she'd guess and the rest were naturally eliminated based on experience.