• OLD AGE WRITER
    ok people this is one of my first storys and a story only two people have ever read one of them being me please comment.and enjoy
    An old age writer that wrote nothing but life. Other people’s lifes, never her own. I am the daughter of this writer, she was once an amazing person who believed that writing was what she was going to do, she had been writing story’s since she was 15 years old. Her first story was simply called quarrel, it was a story about a quarrel between a mother and her daughter. I can’t help but think that if she hadn’t writen that then she would have not have a quarrel with her real daughter. Our querrel was because I became a published writer after my first book was written. my mother who by the way is called Antoinette. She got angry when I got published, I once asked her why, she was so angry she said it was because I didn’t have enough experience and my response to this was why do you care if I have or not I’m a writer now, I thought you would be proud and to this she responded I have worked for years and yet my own daughter is published before me, I deserve to get published, I have worked hard to get published where as you have not worked at all, you got published immediately, you are not my daughter until you have worked for what you have done. I will not care for you until you have failed and then succeeded, I will love you but I will not care for you.that was the last time I spoke to my mother and after that she died, but I should probably start from the beginning when she was fifteen, instead of writing what I found I will simply show you what I found and here it is, I hope that this shows you not what she was but who she is
    December 15 1938
    I am starting a story and it’s about a lonely girl who spent her entire life writing story’s and then got published when she was 60 and how she was jealous of her daughter before that. I love writing especially when I’m watching daddy playing music. He played for 2 hours today and he loves it. Mommy used to like it too but then something happened to her and daddy wont tell me what.all he says is that mommy is in a place I cant go.when I was young I thought that she would come back, but now I realise that she won’t shes dead. Daddy is trying to raise me on his own, he can’t really do that much. He doesn’t seem to understand what its like, and with his constant want for girls, and every time I wake up I see someone new, who always says the same words “hi I promise I won’t try to replace your mother” and every time I just smile and think, who the f**k do you think you are telling me this, dumass, I know you won’t replace her you won’t be here long enough to replace her, dum a**