If you could have only seen her eyes.
So much hatred. anger. resentment.
The crouched mother looked at her daughter in disbelief. She just stayed there in her kneeling position shocked. I watched the mother's eyes fill with tears. She was in so much pain. The look on her face...Her heart was shattered.
After a few moments the mother got up and suddenly remembered I was there. She smiled through her tears, trying to hide her innertormoil, and told me they would try another day. Then they left, as if nothing had happened, but for that brief moment beofre she smiled at me, I saw right through her. And it felt as if she wanted me to see through her..I felt like she was begging me to help her, to save her from what her life has become...But she couldn't admit it to herself. She was in denial....Trying to convince herself everything is ok when it is infact NOT ok.
I see people come into the store like this all the time with the same problem, the same scenario, the same cry for help. Sometimes not just from the parents, but from the kids as well. It's the saddest thing when a child looks up to you crying for help, asking you to save them, and there is not a damn thing you can do. It honestly depresses me. There are so many unhappy people in the world. So many parents that come in that get in a fight over a smile in a picture. The entire family unit is so unstable, it just kinda makes you wonder how it is that it got to be this way. Personally I think it's the lack of parenting skill and the constant need to be independent that makes children turn out to be this way. Don't get me wrong, some parents to a good job, and independence is not bad, it just becomes a problem when someone is so independent that they care only for themselves. It just makes you think....What is the world going to be like 10 years from now when tthe youth is running the country? Honestly I don't want to know.










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in a capitalist society, morals are a competitive weakness
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"Do you hate trash cans? Is that your problem? Do you just hate trash cans?!?"
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"Do you hate trash cans? Is that your problem? Do you just hate trash cans?!?"
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Virtues and dreams were meant to be left hidden in ones mind unless you open your heart to be free.
Never forget the last presence you loved before you regret the first memory that faded
*evil laugh
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Virtues and dreams were meant to be left hidden in ones mind unless you open your heart to be free.
Never forget the last presence you loved before you regret the first memory that faded
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Dying is an art. - Sylvia Plath
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