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Butters' pov

These few weeks without my mother was fun! All the people who help around the house showed me some really games they played as kids.

  I never heard of some the games but I tries to play and to be honest I had lots of fun. Mother lets me have fun let alone play games.

I'm standing outside in front of my house waiting for my mother to arrive. Kenny went to pick her up at the airport. She doesn't ride the planes with anybody cause she has her own private plane. I want to travel and ride the plane but Mother won't let me. I'm not allowed to do anything when she's around.

  I sigh and look at the sadly but quickly pit a smile on my face as the limo pulls up. My mother walks out and towards the stairs. I smile and was about to say something but she ignore me. She walks pass right by me and into our house. I sigh and turn around to help Kenny with her bags. He smiles at me and I give him a weak smile back. I can tell he wanted to ask something but my mother came back out looking outraged.

  She walks towards me and grabs my hand. As she yanks my hand I drop one of her suit cases.

"Ow Mother that hurts!" I say

She turns around and without any warning slaps me. I gasp and fall to the ground holding my cheek. Tears start to fall cause my cheek stings really bad.

"Don't you ever help that servant. He doesn't deserve your help." She says

"But Mother." I say

She says" No buts and if I catch you helping him again your gonna regret it. Got it?"

I nod my head and look at the ground. She pinches the cheek she slapped ans roughly let go. I whimper and hold my cheek even tighter. It hurts really bad.

Standing up I see Kenny walking towards me with a concern expression. I turn away from him and begin towards my room.

Closing my door I slide down onto the floor and stare at the wall in front of me. Then suddenly I begin to cry and bury my face in my arms.

  I hear a knock and hear Kenny's voice bit I ignore him. Eventually he walked away and I just begin to cry harder.

I hate my life so bad.

I try so hard but nobody appreciates me at all.

Maybe I should runaway. Nobody will miss me at all.

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