Three Kids Without Care - Part1

Mother Died

There were only remaining 3 kids as their twin sisters died. Incapable for an only mother, the father is no longer in the family since the BIG divorce. No one knew if the father snatched the twins or if they just died. Ruth, a 9 year old boy was curious about this. He wanted to know EVERYTHING about it. The divorce actually was exactly a day before Ruth was born. So, only remained three kids I repeat. Their names were Caroline, Nic and Ruth.

There were 2 sons and only a single daughter. Caroline was shy and was also curious about the divorce. That day Caroline was out for some groceries. She was 11 years old today, followed by Nic, 10 years old. No one saw the big divorce. The snatched or dead baby twins have gone. The mother was gratefully happy about the twins. She was so happy she ignored the 3 other kids. Now the mother is angry and sad about the twins. She never ever takes care of her loving kids.

“Mum?” mumbled Nic. Without Nic noticing that his mother was ignoring him a lot. “I was just—“He looked down his laps and placed his chin onto his knees. He bent down poking the cushions coat and began speaking again. “Oh… it’s okay.” He finally said. “Actually… You know the arrival?” He asked shyly. “Of course not. Now stop bothering me and go on eating your meal.” snapped the mother. Nic sighed sadly.

He finished his few bits of crumbs and ran to his bedroom in despair. Suddenly the regret mother began thinking loudly to herself. What is the arrival? She tucked everyone to bed for an hour and a half. After that she woke everyone up for late supper. “Why do we have to have supper after good night’s sleep?” whined Ruth. “All my friends say they eat their supper after dinner!” Caroline gasped at Ruth. “QUIET!” cried the mother. Everyone was silent.

Caroline stared at Ruth. “Sorry…” mumbled Ruth. “Really,” The mother looked away and went to tuck herself to bed. The kids looked sadly at their family photo. Even without the twins it looked wonderfully nice.

“Andale says she has a great mother!” spilled Caroline. “I wish I had a nice one too!” Without noticing she shouted the mother came down angrily. “WHO SAID THAT?” She stormed. Caroline turned red. Fire color red. They all ran upstairs for bed. They covered themselves nervously and never shouted again. Even if they had too, if they really had too, it was always a NO. Nic shot a smile to Caroline. Caroline passed it on. Until the smile passing was over.

The mother was storming in with fear and she searched everywhere. “What’re you looking for?” Asked Caroline. “Paper studies I can guess!” She giggled. “Nonsense! You took my mirror didn’t you Caroline?” She shouted. “Well… Yeah…” Caroline murmured. “THIS IS JUST FAKE! You stole the mirror without asking me?!” The mother stormed off with the mirror. The whole thing cracked. So it was 7 years bad luck.