Don't Give Up On Me
Lush Greenmy mom betrayed meeren killed his mommind controlled mom
They recorded several videos and sent them all to Mom.
By then, all ten of my fingernails had been ripped out. My hands were drenched in blood, my clothes barely clinging to me.
They eagerly expected Mom to break down when she saw my suffering.
And I, too, clung to a fragile sliver of hope. She was my mother, after all.
I vehemently wished that, after seeing those videos, she'd realize that this wasn't an act orchestrated by me and that I wasn't trying to steal her attention from Charlene.