That's Where You're Wrong Kiddo Novels & Stories

Would you like it if I was not nice to you just because you’re small and I’m bigger than you? No, then I’d be sad Exactly, you’re supposed to be kind to everyone if you want everyone to be kind to you, always remember that okay? If you treat people badly they won’t be very nice to you either. Okay, does that mean my mommy was wrong? Yes Daisy I’m afraid she was and that’s okay, because grown ups can be wrong sometimes too, how is your muffin? It’s yummy! Good, enjoy your breakfast, I’m gonna go get ready for work

Jenna lifted her chin and made sure I could see the white light at her throat. “Bye, sis. I’m going to my birthday feast.” The next second, the door slammed shut. Then I was alone. I curled up on the floor while the pain in my head ground back and forth like a dull blade. All I could hear in my mind was Mom’s voice. The Moon Oath Collar does not make mistakes. It was glowing red, which meant I was lying. If I was lying, then I couldn’t really be in that much pain. I must be doing it again. I must be exaggerating it to get attention.

"Why do you even care?" "Trust me, kid, you don't want to be part of their stupid game." "Game?"

"Just remember one thing, kiddo—" "What?" I raised my eyebrows. "Teenage boys are all assholes." He shot me a grin before walking out. He wasn't wrong.

The little boy stop and look at me “He said that if I've done wrong I need to be punished because he loves me” I smile a bit “Maybe you're right but if you really love you He would not teach you to kill someone who doesn't even do anything wrong and you're still a child You need to go run into the place that full of a lot of kids like you to be your playmate not like this You look like a prison” “There has a place a lot of kids like me Where is that” The little kid ask and stop fighting

That's wrong Trix, wrong ! I guess you don't know what is right and wrong, you want me to teach you!

I quietly looked at him, my heart no longer hurting as much as I had imagined it would. “Luca,” I called softly. The child immediately looked up, as if grasping onto his last bit of hope. “When you grow up, you’ll understand that liking one person doesn’t mean you can use another person as a stepping stone. “You looked down on me for being injured, not being able to hold a gun steadily, or being the mother you wanted. Those things were real. “And your regret today is real, too. “But regret doesn’t take back words that have already been spoken.”

"Oh. Like… he made a mistake?" "Yeah," I said softly. He frowned deeper. "But you always tell me mistakes don’t make people bad, Mommy." I swallowed hard. "I know I do, sweetheart," I whispered. "And that’s true most of the time. But… some mistakes are really big. So big that people need to go away for a while to make things right again." He looked thoughtful, clearly trying to make sense of it all. "So… maybe he’ll come back when he’s fixed it?"