Bruno
In life, you can endure many things, some of them less pleasant than others, like having a mother who behaves like a hyena. Wait a moment, mine actually is.
I was very young when she abandoned me to chase after a man. What kind of woman does that?
Now she comes with the story that she loves me, as if it's easy for me to believe. I was only four years old when she left me. I needed her so much. I remember longing for my mother to tell me a story, but she never did.
She pretended to care about me only when my father was around. When he went to the office, my mother would leave the house and go have fun. When my father went on business trips, she would do the same and not come back for days. Still, I loved her. I imagined that she loved me too.
