Abandoned

Readers,

Another month has gone by. The count down is at 1 week now. 1 week until I get to go home. Now Im packing up all the little things I don't need any more. Things like pictures. I love getting pictures! Every time I got a new picture in the mail, I would just stare at it for hours! Looking at pictures, is alot like reading a book to me. Each time I look at one, I see something new, something that didn't quite catch my eye the last time.

As I take down my wall of photos, I take a good long look at it before tucking it away. I was almost done when I had noticed something bad. I don't know why I cared enough to even think of this, but I couldn't help it. I looked at a picture of my mom and noticed that I really don't know if thats her or not. Last time I saw my mom I was 14 I think. But I'm not sure.

My mom left when I was 13, and I kinda saw it comming. But Didn't want to. One night I fell asleep, woke up, and she was gone. I saw her 2 or 3 times since then. But other then that, I have heard nothing. No letters, no phone calls, nothing. She missed my 16th birthday, Graduation from Army basic training, my 18th birthday, My first day of college, my send off party to Iraq, and many other events in my life.

But thats her loss. Not mine. But any way enough of that. I don't like to talk about it much.

Hey you know what you should do? Check out my other blogs! They are MUCH better then this stupid one! Trust me, this one is the worst one!

Anthony C.