Well as some of you may know in 2005 I finished writing my latest book, The Young Bride. I hesitated about wanting to put in online, while I am still finishing up the last details before its published, but I decided to add a chapter every other week, after which I will delete the last chapter posted. Once it is publish I will post it all at once, until then this is the best solution I found. Hope you guys enjoy it, and feel free to post comments. (its easy, just create an account and then you are free to post. )
5/12/08
When You Lose Faith in All
When you are happy, then you are sad,
or if you are mad, then you are glad,
when you have friends, then they are gone,
when you lose faith in all...
when you are in love, but there is no love for you,
when you are healthy, but then you are not,
when you find out all those who cared do not,
when you lose faith in all...
that is when you realize, that there is no life to live,
that is when you know, that there is no hope to grow,
then you just wait,and every night you pray,
that finally a day will come,
when you find out, there is still faith...
when you lose faith in all.
Copyright ©2008 Rocio Mackey
5/11/08
The Young Bride (Intro Chapter) The Wedding Day...
This Chapter is no longer available to view online. But you can purchase the book coming soon...or you can contact me to pre-order my book.
Table of Contents for The Young Bride
Well guys I am excited to see that my site is up an running, I already have two chapters up from my upcoming book The Young Bride, just read from the intro chapter, Well actually I will list the chapters by order so you guys wont be confused, or you can see to the right under my library, and click on The Young Bride and view the chapters there. Well my table of contents is as follows:
Table of Contents
© The Wedding Day (intro chapter)
© Mother and I
© Life Without Her
© A New Beginning
© The Meeting
© The Wedding Day
© The Marriage Life
© Breaking Apart
© Face to Face
© Facing the Ghost from the Past
© The Wedding Day (intro chapter)
© Mother and I
© Life Without Her
© A New Beginning
© The Meeting
© The Wedding Day
© The Marriage Life
© Breaking Apart
© Face to Face
© Facing the Ghost from the Past
Don't forget that every two weeks I WILL Delete my previous chapter. But don't worry it will be available to buy soon, and I will place a link to order the book directly from here when its ready! Thanks for the support. Love ya!
Enjoy!
The Young Bride-Chapter 1 Mother & I...
MOTHER AND I
It was a very silent morning that day March 11, 1994. I remember looking out the window, staring at a blank sky, no birds, no clouds, no sun, just an empty sky.
I was only 12 but I had my share of life. I was always stuck underneath a book. I loved to learn new things. I loved asking questions. My mother and I used to sit up on dark starry nights looking up to the sky, and telling each other our dreams.
I remember we used to talk all night, I could tell her everything and she would never judge me, with her I could be me. I will always remember the night before, how she looked at me, as if she knew what tomorrow would bring. "I love you my sweetheart" she said as she held me close, "I love you too mommy" I replied with a smile. She was my best friend, she was smart, a role model and very successful.
I remember the day she came in with her brand new Escalade, I saw the joy in her face, a proud face, like saying ‘look at me’, and I did, I always did. Even though daddy had money, she never needed it. Everything she had was because of her hard work. My mother loved my father so much; I mean her respect for him was greater that anything I had ever seen. I used to say that when I got married I wanted a marriage just like theirs.
I was in my bedroom wondering why my mother was late that day. It was 11:45pm; she was always home before 5:25pm. She only worked 15 minutes away from where we lived. I knew something big had happened to prevent her from coming home on time. I heard a loud voice downstairs, my heart stopped for a moment; it was my father’s voice. I ran downstairs bracing myself as I passed the eerie dark hallway; I suddenly stopped as I saw a policeman in the doorway, and my father on his knees crying. My father looked at me and came towards me to hold me tight. I knew something was wrong. "Did something happen to mommy?" I manage to say as my body began to shake. I dreaded to hear what would come out of his lips next.
"Camile baby" my father gathered his words carefully as he sobbed. He looked at me and I could see in his eyes how hurt and scared he was, and I knew it was mommy. "What happened daddy?" I asked crying, as I turned to the cop who was saddened too. You could see he had just delivered really bad news and he must have felt guilty. "Listen very carefully to me baby; your mother is not going to be able to come back home…" he painfully said as he stumbled upon his words, "is mommy dead?" I cried, "Someone hurt mommy, and she cannot come back" my father continued. I notice he hesitated to tell me everything that had happened. "Why daddy, why would anyone want to hurt mommy?" I cried. "Baby, sometimes bad things happen to people who don’t deserve it, like mommy, and now she is gone", my father stopped and hugged me tight. At that moment I felt the world falling on my shoulders, I did not know how to react so I ran up the stairs and hid in the hallway. I heard my father calling my name as I ran, but I did not stop, I could not bear to see him in such pain, I did not want him to see me in such pain.
"Who did this to her?" I heard my father ask the cop, as I tip toed down the stairs to hear more, and I heard it all.
I heard the cop explaining that they had received a call from one of my mother’s coworkers who saw from her window how a man rushed my mother from the back and hit her with a metal stick in the back of her head and put her in the back of her Escalade. The cops tracked down the Escalade. When they caught the man they found a gun, and his shirt was full of blood. The cops questioned him about the blood, and after questioning him he confessed that she had died instantly when he hit her with a crowbar behind her head while stealing the truck. He then dumped my mother in a field in attempts to hiding her body. I heard my father cry all night, and for days he grew distant from me. He barely wanted to see me, as if every time he did he would get reminded of my mother’s face. I too did not want to see him, and in fact since then I was too hurt that I wanted not to care about my father. I was so scared of losing him too. My life changed completely from that moment. I promised my self I would never fall in love, that way I would never have to loose anyone again.
It was a very silent morning that day March 11, 1994. I remember looking out the window, staring at a blank sky, no birds, no clouds, no sun, just an empty sky.
I was only 12 but I had my share of life. I was always stuck underneath a book. I loved to learn new things. I loved asking questions. My mother and I used to sit up on dark starry nights looking up to the sky, and telling each other our dreams.
I remember we used to talk all night, I could tell her everything and she would never judge me, with her I could be me. I will always remember the night before, how she looked at me, as if she knew what tomorrow would bring. "I love you my sweetheart" she said as she held me close, "I love you too mommy" I replied with a smile. She was my best friend, she was smart, a role model and very successful.
I remember the day she came in with her brand new Escalade, I saw the joy in her face, a proud face, like saying ‘look at me’, and I did, I always did. Even though daddy had money, she never needed it. Everything she had was because of her hard work. My mother loved my father so much; I mean her respect for him was greater that anything I had ever seen. I used to say that when I got married I wanted a marriage just like theirs.
I was in my bedroom wondering why my mother was late that day. It was 11:45pm; she was always home before 5:25pm. She only worked 15 minutes away from where we lived. I knew something big had happened to prevent her from coming home on time. I heard a loud voice downstairs, my heart stopped for a moment; it was my father’s voice. I ran downstairs bracing myself as I passed the eerie dark hallway; I suddenly stopped as I saw a policeman in the doorway, and my father on his knees crying. My father looked at me and came towards me to hold me tight. I knew something was wrong. "Did something happen to mommy?" I manage to say as my body began to shake. I dreaded to hear what would come out of his lips next.
"Camile baby" my father gathered his words carefully as he sobbed. He looked at me and I could see in his eyes how hurt and scared he was, and I knew it was mommy. "What happened daddy?" I asked crying, as I turned to the cop who was saddened too. You could see he had just delivered really bad news and he must have felt guilty. "Listen very carefully to me baby; your mother is not going to be able to come back home…" he painfully said as he stumbled upon his words, "is mommy dead?" I cried, "Someone hurt mommy, and she cannot come back" my father continued. I notice he hesitated to tell me everything that had happened. "Why daddy, why would anyone want to hurt mommy?" I cried. "Baby, sometimes bad things happen to people who don’t deserve it, like mommy, and now she is gone", my father stopped and hugged me tight. At that moment I felt the world falling on my shoulders, I did not know how to react so I ran up the stairs and hid in the hallway. I heard my father calling my name as I ran, but I did not stop, I could not bear to see him in such pain, I did not want him to see me in such pain.
"Who did this to her?" I heard my father ask the cop, as I tip toed down the stairs to hear more, and I heard it all.
I heard the cop explaining that they had received a call from one of my mother’s coworkers who saw from her window how a man rushed my mother from the back and hit her with a metal stick in the back of her head and put her in the back of her Escalade. The cops tracked down the Escalade. When they caught the man they found a gun, and his shirt was full of blood. The cops questioned him about the blood, and after questioning him he confessed that she had died instantly when he hit her with a crowbar behind her head while stealing the truck. He then dumped my mother in a field in attempts to hiding her body. I heard my father cry all night, and for days he grew distant from me. He barely wanted to see me, as if every time he did he would get reminded of my mother’s face. I too did not want to see him, and in fact since then I was too hurt that I wanted not to care about my father. I was so scared of losing him too. My life changed completely from that moment. I promised my self I would never fall in love, that way I would never have to loose anyone again.
Happy Birthday Maria
I just want to take the time to wish my dear friend and sister a very special Happy Birthday... 21 right ;0
Well enjoy and party, you are a great person and I wish you the best.
Love you, & many angel kisses to you! 5/16/08
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