(110) Crisis Of A Child

M Melvina Germain Melvina Germain
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Mommy, mommy don’t leave me here alone. I don’t like you talking on the phone. I just got home, I have so much to say. Please mommy listen to what happened today. Go away, can’t you see, I’m busy as can be. This is my time, I work very hard, go play ball with the kids in the yard. I’ll give you a call when the phone is free. My mommy doesn’t love me, she has no time for me. I think I’ll call my friends, get some ectasy. Who cares anyway, she has the telephone. I’ll show her, when I come back home. It’s getting very late, I can’t find your sister. Where did she go, I’m worried and I miss her. It’s just not like her to leave like that. I wonder what she’s thinking, that little brat. The telephone rings, it’s constable McClurry He needs you at the hospital in a hurry. Oh my gosh, an accident, your poor sis. I’ll sue whoever is responsible for this. I’m sorry madam, there’s no easy way to say. Your daughter was found unconscious today. She overdosed on a drug called ectasy. She may not make it, I’m sorry as can be. The moral of the story, put that phone away. Make time for your children each and every day. No one should come before them, don’t let them go astray.

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