That Was My Mom

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To Whoever Wants To Know, I was 12 years old when my mom died, when I didn’t know what to feel because of everything of the years that I realized. My honestly was this great, supportive, fantastic woman, but everyone else knew as this psychotic, brutal, cold woman. It was hard to see that the world knew her that way. There was a reason the world knew her that way, it was because my “Mom” was a “Super Villain” plain and simple. Ok fine not so plain in simple, but this story is about me and her and how she lived through out the times that I knew her. Just to let you know there aren’t chapters to my story that you normally read in other books. Just listen, just hear, and just read, just…..Just know that all I will be telling isn’t made up, but real.