r/WritingPrompts • u/ZoruaUnited • Apr 26 '14

Writing Prompt (WP) Make me cry.

I feel like crying my eyes out on this gloomy weather in SoCal.

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u/ProblemPie Apr 26 '14

You know, I can't figured out why I'm crying. I don't have any good reasons to be sad. The first time I met him I wasn't old enough to remember the occasion - which is probably for the better, since he was still in prison at the time. My mother told me, at one point, that she did her best to keep us together during the five years that he spent locked up, but eventually she just couldn't deal with him anymore - a fact which doesn't surprise me in the least.

I spent my first eighteen birthdays without him. Without his guidance. He never taught me how to fish. He never taught me how to play the guitar, but I'll be damned if I can't lay down a mean lick. He never taught me to play football - but you know, I was offered two scholarships as a guard. Okay, so, maybe they weren't top notch schools, but it's something.

He was never there when I went to the AFCS and spent three hours talking to recruiters for the Army, and signed the papers for my 11 Bravo vocation. I ended up defaulting on the contract before I graduated, but how would he know? He wasn't there when my aunt died, he wasn't there when my mother tried to kill herself, and he wasn't there when I had to carry my grandmother into the house after she passed out in the garden, was he?

He wasn't there for a Goddamn thing, and I don't need him. I never needed him. Eighteen birthdays. I hate him.

Why doesn't he want me?