September 25, 2009

The Last Family

Posted in Generation VIIIII: Mackenzie at 8:35 pm by Carebear728

Mackenzie:

Ever since Mom moved out the house seemed to be quieter. Despite having three kids in the house. Genesis and Genevieve were so different from one another. Genesis was a genius and very friendly, while Genevieve was more focused on doing athletics. Owen was an adorable baby who bonded alot with my little bro Eyan.

Genesis were very close we would spend hours discussing politics.

My family was doing so well. Eyan was on the honor roll and planned to join the police force after he graduated. I was so excited that everything was going well but I was scared when I begin to feel very sick.

I hope I live to see my children grow up. I was told I had ovarian cancer a few days ago. I decided not to tell my girls, why worry them. Genesis …

and Genevieve

Owen..

and soon enough I had have another child to worry about. It was a miracle I was even having another baby. The surprise was on me! I gave birth to two twin girls once again. I named them Kylene and Michelle. I was lucky to have such a beautiful and big family. My two little girls were angels though Michelle looked opposite from the rest of us. She had beautiful golden locks and green eyes like Izra.

and Kylene looked very similar to my great-great whatever grandmother, Deidre. She had purple eyes and brown hair. The only girl besides Deidre to have these features.

I even saw my half brother Terrance one day. I doubt he recognized me since he had left the house soon after he turned one. He grew up to look just like my father.

My family seemed perfect, I just hoped nothing would change.

Though soon I began to realize that Genevieve was having problems. She was always in detention and would always yell about unfair life is. When I questioned her about it she said, “It’s not fair Mom, Its always Genesis this Genesis that. Its not fair. You are so busy with the girls and Owen you look right past me.”

I looked into her brown eyes and reached for her, “Sweetheart I love you. You are my child too and you mean as much to me as everyone else.”

We hugged and she gave me a quick smile. I hoped all my children would be happy.

I hoped it more when the kids began to grow up.

Owen grew into an adorable little boy with messy hair.

Kylene’s hair eventually grew out and became very straight.

Michelle’s hair became even more blond and she seemed to be an unlucky child. Everytime I turned my head she was falling down stairs and losing things.

As the children had gotten older, I decided it was time to say goodbye….

Permalink