A Mother's Love Knows No Bounds
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I love my son more than life itself. I have always done everything in my power to provide him the things he wants and needs, no matter the sacrifices I had to make. I worked double and triple shifts at the mill for his toys. I went without food so that he could have good clothes and the other kids wouldn't make fun of him.
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A Mother's Love Knows No Bounds

by DLichlore

I love my son more than life itself. I have always done everything in my power to provide him the things he wants and needs, no matter the sacrifices I had to make.

I worked double and triple shifts at the mill for his toys. I went without food so that he could have good clothes and the other kids wouldn't make fun of him.

When I got laid off, I chopped firewood, scavenged for scrap metal, even did some hooking. He came from me, he is part of me, and he is my reason for living.

When he got sick, I got desperate. I started breaking into houses at night and taking whatever he needed.

My car is an old clunker, but it was good enough to let me get far enough away from us so that none of the crimes were local and police would have a hard time trying to pin things down.

Even then, though, you can only do something like that for so long before local investigators start to bring in the state police.

I don't know why it got so much attention, though, its not like I took much, just one item at any given place, and if the people I took them from knew why I was doing it,

I'm sure they wouldn't mind me taking things from them.

My luck has now run out, though. During my break-in tonight, a neighbor saw me leaving the house I was stealing from and called the cops.

They got a good enough look at me and at my car to identify me.

I had to hurry home to give my son what he needed before they caught me, because I know that no one would take care of him as good as I do.

I run in the door of our ramshackle house and back to his room, carrying his salvation in my arms.

I was just about to administer his treatment when the police burst in and held me at gunpoint, telling me to drop my bag.

I begged them to let me help my boy, that he needed this, that I did it so that he could still be with me. I screamed at them as they pulled me away from him, leaving him lying in his bed.

His hollow eyes stared at me, accusing me of failing him.

"In local news, an Evansville woman has been arrested, ending a statewide manhunt for a series of murders and dismemberments that have taken place over the past four years.

No name has been released yet, but authorities say that the suspect had been suffering from a mental breakdown after the death of her 8 year old son, the body of which was found at the residence.

Coroners estimate that the boy has been dead for several years, but say that it is hard to tell due to the number of body parts from the suspect's victims that had been attached to him."

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