Novel & Cerita When Mama Told Me When I Was Young

I confessed, looking at my mama finally. “Oh mija,” Mama whispered with a shake of her head. “I….I did my best to give you a good upbringing. Mia never remembered anything about our life before Kyle. But I should have known that those memories would have left their mark on you. I just…I thought we were all finally happy and that everything would be fine now.” Her lower lip trembled and tears filled her eyes.

It looks like I am twelve years old. "I was kicked out of the house by the time I reached this age," I murmured quietly while shaking uncontrollably, and I felt mama hugged me so tight. "What are you talking about, baby? As if we could do such a thing!" She is now crying as she rests her head on my tiny neck. "Mama. You can tell me now, has he been alpha commanded you?" I murmured to mama but I know Alpha Fredrick can hear it. Mama covered her mouth in complete shock.

'Men are monsters' I was eight when Mama told this to me. It was on a Sunday evening and we were seated by the fireplace. The evening was a little bit too chilly but I could adjust to it thanks to Mama's handmade quilt that was wrapped around me to keep away the cold. 'They will take everything. Bleed you dry and leave you to rot away'

FROM: MAMA Vera, my child, this is urgent, please come home for a while. I immediately stood up as I read and processed the content of Mama’s message to me. What could have happened? --

Breathing heavily, I felt a sudden, tremendous pain flowing through my chest, making my body paralysed with an abrupt terror at those precious memories I had had with my papa and maa. "I miss you, Mama." While closing my eyes, I thought about those very happy memories I had with her when she used to tell me everything about the city of Varanasi. “I wish you were here.” •~•~•~•

Mama. A flicker of emotion flashed before his eyes. He hid the pain in his eyes with a small. “Remember those days when you loved playing with those little puppies?” Dad's voice softened with the memories. "You were so little and fearless back in those days.” I stammered. “Y-yes, I remember,” I said, feeling a pang of sorrow for the innocence of those times. How...how do you remember that?” I used to play with puppies outdoors, cause Mama was allergic to their hair. I thought no one knew about that except for Olivia.

I nod, holding the peas to my gut next. "I know, but I'm really fine. It's no big deal. I've dealt with worse" "I think there's more you're not telling me" her eyes narrow on me, giving me her best Mom, look. Mom's only like 35, they had me really young. Well mama is like 40, because she's older. But mom got pregnant with me at 18. I don't really know how it works, but I'm a mix of mom and mama, so i think I'm biologically both of theirs. No idea how, though.

Keisha At the tender age of eighteen, Mama's life took a tumultuous turn when she found herself facing the daunting reality of pregnancy. It wasn't the joyous anticipation of motherhood that most young women experience; instead, it was the result of a horrifying assault by someone she trusted. Mama's dark past, marked by trauma and adversity, became the crucible in which her strength was forged.

I struggled to process the devastating news; my mind clouded by echoes of Mama's voice calling out to me. Curling into a small ball, I desperately tried to silence the memories that flooded my mind. They played on repeat; each scene etched vividly in my thoughts like a well-worn record. "Mama, look at my tail... it's a beautiful blend of blue and white!" I exclaimed in pure joy, twirling around her with childlike enthusiasm. She chuckled, attempting to calm my exuberance. "Sweetheart, it's just a tail. Mama might trip if you keep spinning like that," she lovingly chided, joining in on my laughter. Gathering me into her warm embrace, she gently stroked my hair and gazed into my eyes, overflow

I was happy we had each other. "I can't wait to be 18 tomorrow," I told my mom excitedly. My mamma would always tell me when I turn 18; I would become an adult and would no longer be a child. It may be stupid not being able to wait until I was 18 but I knew once I am, mamma could not stop me from staying too long in the river or being a little too far from the house for I was now an adult. Sadness covered my heart as I saw within my mamma brown eyes great worries.