Monique Peck
Bio
Hi Love,
A little about me:
I love to write. I write poems, short stories, film/tv scripts and more. Also I love conversation. Hearing a great life experience story is like fuel for my mind. I randomly found vocal & it’s so amazing.
Stories (5)
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Attention Shoppers
Yea. Yea. Yea. I know, I was old enough to know better, but the fear I had for my step mother paralyzed my vocal cords. Ok so let's take it back to August 1998, I was 8 years old. The day started off as a regular day of errands and shopping but quickly shaped into a Saturday morning that I would never forget and a secret that I vowed to keep.
By Monique Peck5 years ago in Confessions
I Can’t Forget You
“Control your breathing. Fight your tears Derrick, you're ok”. The voice in my head was comforting and so loud but the news was even louder. The news was like an ongoing siren blaring the ugly truth. I sat stiff on the couch as my mother held my hands. Her lips were moving quickly explaining and filling in blanks, but I was stuck. Stuck on the words “Your mother is dead”. “One, three, fourteen, twelve...” counting usually helps me cope but at that time I couldn’t fully grasp what was real and what I was imagining. I started to see my face vanish from all the family photos that surrounded me in the living room. Faintly I heard myself whisper “What?” desperately needing clarification. My mother explained to me that I needed to meet my father in Jamaica to prepare for the funeral. I have been to Jamica several times because that is where my father is from. However, I still had no understanding to what was happening. I heard my mother Crystal say I was not adopted. She also said that she was still my mother and my father Thomas was indeed my biological father. All that information just added to my confusion. If Crystal says I'm not adopted and she is my mother then how did I have another mother that was dead?
By Monique Peck5 years ago in Families
