MOMMA ALWAYS WARNED ME – A Short Story


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MOMMA ALWAYS WARNED ME
By
Howard Casner
     Whenever I think about what happened, it always takes me back to when I was a child, less than ten years old, and I was doing something I shouldn’t. My mother would warn me to stop or she’d punish me. Of course, I didn’t stop, I was less than ten years old. Then she would warn me again, and again I paid her no mind. This time, though, she would tell me that this was definitely her last warning. And when I again ignored her warnings, this time she would punish me with a swift and brutal sentence: no computer, or television or allowance for a week. And what could I do; I had been warned.
     At that time, I didn’t think it fair, being punished like that. If she had really meant it, she should have punished me the first time. How could I take her seriously if she’s going to let me get away with something for such a long period of time?
    Of course, the punishment the visitors inflicted on us was so far beyond what my mother did, it may seem ridiculous or even completely lacking in empathy or understanding of how we were treated to make such a comparison in the first place.
    Still, fair or not, it is what I think about when I think back to when the visitors came and did what they did. Continue reading