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The Caregiver

By: Scarlette Phillips

It was bright. Smoke in the air. Ringing in my ears.

Everyone around me coughing,screaming,asking if I was ok.

Even though they were all there it still felt like someone was gone.

As we were leaving I felt as if I was leaving someone behind.

Months later i still feel empty,lost,forgotten.

Then I cry and i blame myself,then i stop telling myself i’m not aloud to cry.

I can’t cry I have to stay strong for my family,I don’t have the time to be sad.

I tell myself it’s your fault you have to earn the right to be sad..

Then i get up,get dressed, put on a smile and go and work my ass of all day.

I work until they're all happy,until they tell me to stop.

Even when they tell me to stop I continue in secret,slowly.

Making sure everything was perfect for them.

So they didn't have to worry.

So they didn’t have to be sad,so they could live there lives better then I lived mine.

I continue to work hard.

Work for them,work so they don’t have to endure the horrible pain of this insane world.

Work so they can be better than me.

Better than our father.

The man who left then,left us.

The man who doesn't care anymore.

But I do and I will do anything to keep us together.