Sabi Ng Mama Mo Novels & Stories

Hugging her picture, I cried loudly. " Mumma . . . you heard what he said? They all hate me, mumma. They all hate me. Sabby hates me, father hates me, Enrique hates me and pp-probably . . . Elliot hates me too. They all hate me. Do you hate me too? Nowie, you love me. I know you do. I love you too, mumma. Sage loves you too. Sage loves mumma a lot." I whisper hugging her picture tightly.

"No… No, she'll definitely come back!" After leaving the Sharp Teeth pack, I arrived at the Black Rose pack, which was several times larger. My father, Samson Smith, brought a large entourage to the docks to greet me. "My daughter, you've finally come home!" he said emotionally, his lips trembling. Even after a very long time, he didn't dare take a step forward. He was afraid that what he saw was only an illusion. My mother was weeping uncontrollably. She touched my arm and looked me over from head to toe. She said, "My sweet girl, you must've suffered so much! From today onward, we won't let anyone bully you ever again!"

Selene appeared in front of the little me and I stopped crying instantly, launching myself into her arms. “Mumma I’m hungry” little me cried. I called her ‘Mumma’. I don’t remember that. I don’t remember having a mother or even thinking that I had a mother. Selene pulled me from her arms and sat me back on the ground. She waved her hands in front of her and a plate of meat and vegetables appeared. Little me squealed excitedly and dug into the food, basically inhaling it. Watching the scene, another wave washed through me. I remember the taste of the food that she often brought me. I remember her playing with me, bathing me, brushing my hair. I remember her taking care of me when I needed her

"What would I do without you, Mia? Honestly, thanks for coming over to watch the kids at such short notice." I smiled, a wane one. "You know I'd do anything for you and for them." She sat up tiredly. "Okay, what's wrong?" I looked at her in confusion. "What are you talking about?" "Usually, my appreciation of your services will unleash funny Mia... not this melancholic shell of a person." I laughed, groaning slightly. "Oh, God, no. Mama is the one with the multiple personalities... please don't try to insinuate that I have those too."

I wanted to argue more, but Konyii pinched me, so I stopped. "Oda nigbayen. Abiola, a ma jade lo ra nkan ta ma need." My mom told me. I grumbled underneath my breath, making Konyii kick me. My mom is a shopper, she could shop for the whole day without getting tired. I see where I got my enthusiasm from. My dad always find a way to escape, whenever she wants to drag him out. Ejo yin ko- its not you guys fault/ it's not your fault (for elders)

"Julia! Julia… I was wrong. I never should've made you stand out here. I made a mistake… Come back! Please come back… I'm begging you…" Even though I was just a soul, tears spilled from my eyes. But it vanished into the air, and no one could feel it. How I wished I could hold Mom just one last time.

She's just a worker trying to make a living. The cashier smirked triumphantly. "Exactly. I guess your face really is a window to your soul. Your mother is much more reasonable than you." A few people in the crowd chimed in. "Yeah, no need to waste police resources. The mother has the right idea." "How can a mother and daughter be so different? Typical capitalist. No empathy for the working class." Anger flared in my chest at Mom's words. How was I the one making things difficult? I hadn't stolen a thing.

I lay motionless on the ground. Trembling with rage, my mother stepped forward and stomped hard on my wrist. "Briana, pretending to be dead in front of everyone just to embarrass me. Are you very proud of yourself? "Do you think being my daughter means you get special treatment? "The biggest mistake of my life was insisting on giving birth to you in the first place!" Several people nearby gasped sharply. Sharon covered her mouth, but the delight in her eyes was impossible to hide.

However, the AI replied indifferently, "But you should be happy about it. She's the daughter you hate most, after all." My mother choked and said, "Shut up! I love both of my daughters very much! How dare you say that I hate her?!" The AI replied nonchalantly, "If you really loved her, why did you listen to an AI's suggestion to dose her food delivery with ten packs of laxatives and get five homeless men to rape her so cruelly? You even caught a mongrel with rabies just to bite her and refused to take her to the hospital for five days.

Every strike from Mom was harder than the previous one. "Go ahead and stuff yourself as much as you can! I'll demolish you, you fat, greedy pig! I'll rid you of all your unwanted flesh!" Abigail was too heavy to dodge in time. She could only cover her head and scream, "Stop, Mom! Stop! It's me, Abigail…" "No, you're a pig. You're a goddamn pig!" Mom had completely lost touch with reality. The doctors rushed in and sedated her.