I had to vent to someone
I was so angry at mum
I had so much resentment
Towards her
To her I was not important
To her I was just the help
I phoned Masie as soon as
I got to my room that night
I was close to tears
I wasn't forming proper sentences
Masie was the only one who
Could translate my words
Masie picked up on the first ring
I didn't give her a chance to say
Hello before I started unloading
My problems onto her
I started at the beginning
How mum wanted to know
What I wanted to do for my
Birthday
How I had made a little folder
Together for mum to read
How I left the folder on the
Coffee table while I went to
Make the tea
And how mum went back
On her word all for a client
Masie tried to tell me I
Was important to mum
I told Masie that's not true
Any more
I was only turning eighteen once
Didn't mum want to celebrate that
Didn't mum want to celebrate all I
Have accomplished over the years
I am her firstborn after all
Masie told me she would be
More than happy to take the triplets
And I to the pier
Dad had already offered
Which was nice he even
Said he would take the day
Off but what was the point
I wanted to go as a family
Without mum, it wouldn't
Have felt right
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I Was Not Ment To Break
Teen FictionPhoebe is dealing with a mum who is never around, four-year-old siblings who need her, her cousin who is going off to university and the only people who understand her, her grandparents. She was not meant to break