Main college chali gi.fir sayam ko uska phone aya mummy na phone uthaya usnay phone kat deya.2 mint baad fir keya fir mummy na uthaya wo gusay ma tha ...snay bena kuch sochay mummy ko bol deya rosi ko bulao. To mummy bole tum kon ho rosi sa kya baat karoi ha.to wo bola ke randi ke maa hokar etnay sawal puchte ha ja rosi ko bula ka la.mummy na mujha phone day deya.usnay keha ka ab hum dono ka resta khatam or phone rakh deya.main ronay lagi mummy na pucha kya baat ha to mainay sabkuch bata. Years after he died people claimed they saw the old man more than once still drinking his hooch from his old linker jar and laughing all silly like! I thought I heard him once or twice, but it was problems jest the wind. It blows force and makes weird noises some nights in old Kentucky.” You Knows my Pa died a fever when I were just ten back in Arkansas and Mom up and died a consumption when I was fifteen. I tried to farm the old place, but had no money left so started working for a Yankee. Marti was up before Alex knocked on the door to the master bedroom. She waited a second and opened the door to her son rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "What's wrong?" I don't know, Mom," Alex responded, "Heidi is just acting weird. She's locked herself in the bathroom." Heidi, it's Mom," Marti spoke softly as she knocked on the bathroom door, "May I come in, honey?"The lock slipped in the door handle and Heidi stood behind the door, leaving just enough room for Marti to squeeze her size 14. Patsy always came first, getting whatever she wanted, while I got nothing. As the years went by, my resentment of Angie slowly turned to pure hatred. I could tell by her actions toward me that she hated me as much as I despised her. The situation got progressively worse. One Saturday morning I woke up and walked into the living room wearing only my boxers, knowing that Dad,Angie,and Patsy were going to the beach. I was surprised to find Angie watching TV and I said " I thought you were going.