Princess

"And then the Princess was greeted by a handsome Prince who had arrived from a far off land to sweep the Princess off her feet ..."

"Cmon Alexis, we have to go now... say goodbye to daddy.... ". I was rudely brought back to my reality by that drab and evil voice of Mrs Goodison. She never had the appreciation of timing. " Atleast let me finish my story !! " i yelled. She though would have none of it. "No Mr Hatchet, Alexis has a school she needs to attend. She has to get her education, lest she turn out like you ! Do you want her to turn out like that ? Do you ?? "

And dats when it hit me... do i want her to turn out like me ? or do i want her to have a better childhood than i did ? I mean, how much can i really provide her with ? how much can a truck driver provide her with ... my lonely lowly existence was hard enuf to survive even for me.... how do i expect my princess to go through all that...

things were'nt all this bad when Stana was around. God ! i miss her... she was the thread of my life.... she kept everything together... even in her last days suffering from the cancer of the most heinous kind, she never lost hope and neither did she allow me to. She told me to take care of "Gods most precious git to us "... our daughter. Alexis... and now these people were going to take her away from me.... they think i am not gud enuf to raise my own daughter ? they want me to break my promise to my wife ? i cant let that happen... i just cant.... i have to think of something.... i have to find a better job, make a better life for my princess... but how.... who's going to give somebody like me a decent job.. some old beat up school dropout.... and without a job how will i support our existence... how will i give my child the magical kingdom of the kind i tell her abt every night.... they are right in taking her away aren't they ?!

No .... it cant be... i cannot lose... i cannot just watch as somebody else raises our daughter... what if they treat her badly... what if they destroy all the dreams which we had for her.... no... my daughter deserves her dad... she needs someone to take care of her just right... and that someone is me.... yes... it has to be me....

So, as i stand here near the dead lifeless body of Mrs Goodison, i am happy. I do not regret my actions. That bitch deserved to die. She was the one coming between me and my Alexis.... she had to die... and now as i wait for my daughter to come home, i know that a good life is waiting for us... i will make it happen... i will succeed...