It's been one week since I last spoke my mother. I was angry, most definitely but also busy. I didn't have time to deal with her recklessness and stubbornness.
She had been trying to contact me but I'd ignore her. Everyday, I had to make sure that her and her family; Ben and Carl, were safe. But for long would I be able to do that?
I even tried to make her understand and told her to go away from that country but she wouldn't listen. And that irritated me. She didn't understand the gravity of the situation. Sh
“I was born here and I will die here,” was what she would always say whenever I'd bring the ‘leave the country’ conversation. How f*****g dramatic, right? It wasn't like I was telling her to go die in that other country.
My parents were deeply in love. However, when one day, my m
