Novel & Cerita My Mama Told Me When I Was Young

However, a quick knock to my chair brought me back to reality as my eyes quickly met that of a blond-haired older woman. "I'm sorry. Excuse me." The woman greeted as she passed by. My gaze followed the woman, giving me glimpses of memories spent with my grandmother when I was little. My parents died when I was young, and though I did not have too many memories of them, I had the stories my grandmother told me. My mother was a gorgeous blonde woman with sophisticated traits and a heart made of gold. My grandmother said my mother would not hesitate to give the shirt off her back to a person in need.

Flashback: “Mama, I’m hungry” I said, looking at my mom with teary eyes. She cried and wrapped her arms around me, hugging me tightly as she kissed the crown of my head “alright, my little brave man, can you give me and auntie Gabby a bit longer? We just need to do something and then we’ll be able to get you food, okay?”

I’m a… No way! "Come here, my dear," she ordered and held me by my shoulders. I stood up, and she led me to the couch, which was looking so expensive. "Sit. I need to tell you everything," she spoke, and her face turned into something serious. "Okay," I mumbled and took a seat beside her. Geez, now I'm feeling so nervous. It’s time to know the truth. --- After my mother told me everything, I have learned that I was born 239 years ago.

“Sofia, your turn. Share something with us.” I froze for a moment, unsure of what to say. My mind drifted, and before I could stop it, a memory of my mother filled my thoughts. It was from when I was little, maybe five or six years old. “I remember… my mom,” I began hesitantly, my voice quiet. “She loved to sing. She’d always sing while she cooked or cleaned. Her voice was soft but… so full of warmth. She’d teach me little songs, and we’d sing together.”

is what she always tell me. Its late when I get back to my mothers home on pack territory, she is already sleeping, my sister is off living with her mate and being the golden child, and my father passed away when I was 12. So its's just me up right now and man I miss my dad so much, he would defintly be up with me right now, eating ice cream and watching horror movies we love so much. "Lets go for a run Annette, I need to strectch my legs" Meda tells me, she always knows when I'm feeling down. "Ok, but please don't roll in the mud this time girl, that smell stinks for days after" I tell her, "haha ok but I can't promise anything" she snorts back. Thats my girl, Meda is so like me it's ridicu

I am still a kid; mama would always tell me that I have so much more years ahead of me. I love my mama because she is mama. I often think about her at times like this because she would always promise to return. She always tells me stuff that makes me love her more. Mama said that I should not wait for her anymore like this because sometimes it really would be hard for her to come back. I do not really know what that meant, but it was okay. I guess the way home is really hard to navigate especially in this loud storm. Waiting for mama and seeing her come back is the best thing I can do. I love seeing my mama’s happy face every time she first sees me.

I hug my knees. Memories of my childhood, the smiling face of mother, her voice swirls through my brain. She always used to say to the kids there that treat her like a mother, think of her as a mother. When I got ill in my childhood period she used to sit beside my bed and help me to sleep comfortably. She used to cook for me sometimes. She told me stories. She showed me the glimpse of real Mom like how mothers are like.

* flashback* I have always lived with ma'am Alice a poor childless widow whom I call "mama," she lost her only child when she was 13 years, and she died of cancer, but when I came to Mama's house she took care of me and nursed me like I was her blood, she loves me so much even with her own life, mama has been there for me, we passed through the storms together even our happy moments together. "At 15, one day I was coming back from school after closing time when I got off the school bus. I was one of the lucky ones in high school to be offered a scholarship.

“Jamie? What exactly did your mama tell you?” “It was the morning before she died. She said I had to find you if anything happened to her. She said you would take care of me and that if you got married, I had to be nice to your new wife so she would want me too. Mama said you loved me like your own and that you would keep me safe.”

"The lady told me..." The line crackled. "...Mommy sent her to take me home."