As I run back to my room, in disappointment, I jump onto my top bunk and hide under the blankets. I sat there, and sat. I would say about 2 hours or so went by that seemed like eternity! “It’s seven o’clock by now; I am so waking everyone up!” I thought. So I jumped out of my bed all pumped and excited for the morning ahead. I woke up my heavily snoring brother. “IT’S CHRISTMAS!” I yelled. Of coarse that made him excited so we both ran to the other side of our trailer where my mom and step dad lay hibernating. “GET UP, GET UP, GET UP!!!!” jumping on them and screaming we finally got them up. “What time is it now?” They mumbled. “It’s seven, wake up now, can’t you see Christmas is waiting for us?!” They dragged there lazy butts up and we walked a few small steps to the living room.
“Oh, my, gosh, the most presents I have ever seen!” I was sure they were popping out at us! There were presents everywhere, on the couch, on the T.V, on the table, on the floor. Our tree was very small, crooked, trashy, but cute with little lights and a bow on top. It was only about a foot tall, but we had that forever, it was tradition. As me and my brother start opening our presents we try all our clothes, toys, candy out. “This is the best Christmas ever, thank you!” Dairien, my brother, was being silly and trying on my princess shoes and dresses while I played with his play gun. We were there hours just playing and opening presents! We also pigged out on donuts and sugar, that’s just what we do on Christmas.
So by now we were full of candy and playing when all the sudden, “Where’s my dad!?” My mom just sat there for a second in concern. Kind of like she was worried he wasn’t going to come again and my world would be crushed. You would think by now I wouldn’t expect anything from him but for some reason he was my hero. My mom comes to me and says, “He will be here don’t worry baby, soon, just be patient.” I ran outside down my little pull out steps and look down the road. “My dad should be coming anytime.” I thought. Ten minutes went by as I wait, wait, and wait. Oh, my, gosh, I see a white car! It’s him! They speed by, obviously not being him. My little heart staring, waiting, anticipation killing me, so excited to see my daddy not knowing he wasn’t coming anytime soon. About an hour or two passes and my mom comes out to get me. “Kesha it’s time to come in he will come soon but you can’t wait out here it’s to cold; come and play with your new toys.” “Okay mom…sniff, sniff, I’m really sad mom where is he?!” trying to fight the tears she gives me a hug, the smell of alcohol on her breath.
Knock, knock, bangs our medal door. “HE’S HERE, IT’S HIM!!!!!!” I nearly fall on my face trying to get the door. I open the door and there he is, my long hair, tattooed, cigarette smelling daddy with his black leather jacket. “I love you dad, let’s go!” With the blink of an eye we left to his house where I find more presents! As I’m opening presents with my dad’s new girlfriend, with five kids, I see a rectangular box that usually holds clothes. I open it and my prediction being true there were clothes there. To my surprise they happened to be my first pair of bra and panties. I must also add they matched and all my dads girlfriends kids were boys but one. I hide my face of embarrassment. “DAD, UGH, why did you get me these?!” He just laughs. I hurry, hide them and open a new present. It’s a Barbie! Now I have a collection! My dad was always the best at giving me Barbie stuff. He took me home; I hated that part, and drove off concentrating on the new girlfriend. She was the new one to replace me, as usual. I probably saw him a few weeks, maybe months later, doing the same routine, watching, waiting, hoping, innocent.
Kesha
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5 comments:
That was a really good story. You really give a lot of detail. Keep writing.
Karissa
WOW... Kesha this is amazing you did a great job... I'm sorry your dad wasn't the best... my dad didn't come into my life until i got put in D.T. it hurt me pretty bad when he didn't show up for birthdays, or anything special. I'm glad you got a good Christmas though. i almost started to cry when i read this post that is how good i thought it was. i hope that you're life turns out the way you want it to... because you are a good person and i really mean it i'm not pulling your leg(that would be boundaries)... i hope we keep in contact after everything is all said and done...
James M.
P.S. You're AWSOME!!!=)
that was very good writing. the story was very good very detailed and interesting. good job
Jake B first period
that was a great story great job
I LOVE YOU kesha you are an amazingly strong person. I honestly felt all the pain and deceit I'm so sorry i felt as if i were there. I understand what it is like to be torn between two parents it hurts so much and i know how you feel. Keep your head up
I LOVE YOU
CAPTAIN AMAZING A.K.A RORY
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