I used to write these when I was younger. I stopped when Mama died of cancer when we were just girls. I was only ten when she passed away. After she passed on it was just abi, daddy and I. She stepped up into that mom role for me, helped me brush my hair and pick out clothes. She taught me all the things I needed to know growing up, periods, puberty, sex, boys. Things Daddy was never comfortable with. Abi looks a lot like our mama did. She is pretty like her and brave. She beat up the first girl that picked on me in school, abi did.. She is always been the tougher one. I guess that came with having to protect me and help raise me with daddy. She took it harder when daddy die. She was the one to kill him. He went to the hospital with a bad flu, he came home really sick, he couldn’t keep anything down, his fever ran really high and he had a bad scratch across his arm. Abi did the best she could till he well.. died.. then he turned.. he tried to attack us. He was no longer daddy then.. he was a, well Monster. Abi fought him off, she.. stabbed him in the head.. then.. She went a bit nuts her self and cut out his heart.. I ran. I went past Mrs. Johnson house and then grady’s and just kept running. I got lost in the … Continue reading It’s been a while…