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Dear Abby Continued...Pt.5
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October 10th 1997








The weather was slightly warm outside for it to be the month of, October and I had cooked dinner for my little family. It was a great feeling knowing that I had someone that loved me for me and someone who loved me unconditionally…no matter what I did.









The smiles on, William and Abby’s face made me feel as if nothing could ever go wrong.



















After we ate and gotten full, William and I settled down to watch T.V as My, Abby played with her blocks. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. I looked at, William and he looked at me because neither of us was expecting any visitors.
“I wonder who that could be”, William said. I said nothing to him but smiled and reluctantly got up to answer the door.














As I opened the door, everything seemed to have moved in slow motion. My heart started to skip beats and my hands started to shake. My life was now flashing before my eyes. Sweat. Sweat beads started to form on my forehead.









Before, if two detectives would have shown up at my door, I would have played it cool and sent them off with a breeze. Now, there was something more I was feeling. I had other people who depended on me to do right as a woman and a mother. I was done. The walls were starting to come in closer to me. I heard nothing. I seen the officers mouths moving but no words were coming out.









I looked over to my right and, William was standing next to me. His mouth was moving but no words were coming out.









The detectives stepped inside my house…without my invite, put my hands behind my back and proceeds to cuff me while reading me my rights. I had finally came back to reality. I was being arrested for the murder of all the men I killed.

“Wait a minute, Detectives! You guys are making a mistake! Baby, tell them they are making a mistake”, William said with dancing eyes and confusion on his face.

There was nothing for me to say. Nothing that I could say. I slowly looked up at, William. The look on his face pierced my heart. The look on my face confirmed what was happening. He was hurt, confused and obviously, oblivious to what was happening. My mouth slowly opened and said, “Please. Promise me to take care of, Abby…”.









William eyes started to water, he was going to speak but I didn’t allow him, “William…please! Promise me…you will take care of, Abby?”. My eyes started to water and my lips trembled.

“I promise”, William finally said to me in a whisper as a tear rolled down his cheek. I was then taking off to jail.










William didn’t miss a day of coming to see me. He always had, Abby with him. I was grateful that the police officers would let me have a private session as they visited. I’d hate for, Abby to get tainted with anything. This place was no place for any human being. It was dirty, and was not sanitized.









I hated that I had to see, Abby this way but it was a good thing that she didn’t know exactly what was going on. I was able to obtain my Diary from, William as he came to visit me one day so that I could continue to write in it. He also sold the house that I lived in and moved him and you into something better.









He sent me pictures of the house.....









...and pictures of you playing in the yard.














He said that my house held a heavy amount of emptiness and memories that he was unable to get back.









He attended all of my court session and I was happy to see him. When he was in the presence of me, my life had a better light and a better future. Instead of feeling cold as I would feel each night lying up in that jail cell on that hard bed. I felt warm and fuzzy-like I did when I had my first crush in elementary school.









The trial for the murder of eight men lasted for three years straight. I was tired of fighting because I knew that I was guilty of everything they charged me with. Only if they was able to feel my pain and go through what I’ve been through. They ended up giving me life with no parole. When the judge mentioned that in the court room, it felt as if my feet were being held down with ten pounds of sugar-five on each foot. My heart was like sand. Live no more. My life was over. My love was over and me raising my daughter…was over.









By the time you read this, [i]My[/i] Dear, Abby, mommy will be in a better place. A place where I can be forgiving for the crime I’ve caused and the hurt I’ve endured upon a lot of families. I will be set free.









I will see my mother! Isn’t that great!?! But I want you, my little sweet pooh bear, to live your life as grateful as possible. Don’t take nothing for granted and don’t make the same mistakes I’ve made. I still haven’t found, Charlie. Charlie Harris was his full name. It’s like he just disappeared off the face of the earth. He is who I really wanted to kill for hurting me and taking my life away from me.
I owe you more than what I can provide for you right now. I can’t raise you while in here. I want you to know that I love you with all of my heart and I will always be with you.









Be good to, William as he is raising you to be a beautiful and well behaved young lady :) I love you my dear Abby and don’t ever forget that.

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