giving this a shottt~

1: After their son was at war for three years, a two parents finally received a call from him. He told them that he was injured and was going to be sent home on military leave, asking them if they would accept him into their home. They were overjoyed to hear that their son was safe, and ecstatically accepted his request, telling him, "You can stay with us as long as you like!". Then, he asked if his friend, who was also injured on the battlefield yet had nowhere to stay, could also be welcomed into their home. Once again the parents gladly accepted, saying that any friend of their son's would be allowed into their home. After they accepted, he mentioned one more thing: the friend stepped on a landmine, which left him limbless except for a torso and head. The parents became uneasy, and said that although he can stay, they should find him another place to be after a week or so, as taking care of a cripple in such conditions would be a burden. The son then suddenly hung up. A week later after not hearing from him, the parents got a call for the military chief, saying he committed suicide. The two parents were shocked. The chief mentioned that his body will be sent back to their home for burial. When they finally opened the casket he was delivered in, they broke into loud tears. Their son was in the casket, and he hadn't arms nor legs, only a head and a torso.

2: (Main Character's POV) I've always been embarrassed by my mother. Ever since I was a child, she would scare away my friends because she possessed only one eye. As I grew up, I told my mother not to attend any important school events, afraid of what my friends and colleagues would think of her. However, during a soccer tournament during my Middle School years, she had watched me from the bleachers and cheered me on. Afterwards, unaware that she was there, my mother ran up to me and hugged me, telling me how proud she was. People soon caught on that she was my mother, and the next day I was taunted for it. I came home and screamed at her, scolding her for coming. My anger was so great that I had told her what had been on my mind for a while: "Mom, I hate you! You and your one eye have always been the sole reason why I'm so embarrassed all the time. If you can't leave me alone, I want you to disappear from this world!" I ran up to my room that night, but when I peeked down the stairs, I saw her sobbing quietly. I felt a pinch of guilt, yet I don't think I hurt her too bad because she didn't punish me. That night I made a promise to study profusely and move away from my mother, and forget about her and her useless one eye. I wanted to leave this hell hole where my mother had to work all day and night picking flowers and selling them on the market for pocket change to make a living. And I especially wanted to leave her. Eventually I did just that, and moved out for University. I got married and had a family, and hadn't contacted my mother ever since. One day, an elderly lady rang my doorbell, asking for her son. I knew it was my mother, but it was my daughter who answered the door. She began crying, and I shouted at her. "Who are you? Why would you come here and scare my family like this!? Leave immediately you freak!" She was shocked, yet apologized and turned away. "Sorry.." she squeaked sadly as she walked away. "I must have the wrong address." Years later, I had to travel to my hometown on a business trip, and out of curiosity, visited the old shack I used to call home. I found a letter there in my mother's handwriting. "My dear son, if you ever happen upon this letter and I am not home, it must mean that my time has come to leave this world. I have stopped trying to visit you, because I know you wouldn't like that... However, I love you, and I would have appreciated at least one visit from my little son. I'm so proud of you, you've made a life for yourself that I could never have made myself. Most of all, I would like to apologize for my one eye. I know it has embarrassed you all your life, and I wish I didn't have this disability... Maybe, if I hadn't, you would have loved me. Yet I know that is impossible, as when you were born, one of your eyes was dysfunctional. You were still such a cute little baby, and I waited until the day I could give you the gift of two functional eyes. It was the happiest day of my life, as I couldn't imagine my beloved son living with only one eye. And you have used my eye well, becoming what you are now. Don't worry, I was never upset for anything you've done, because I know that you have love for me in your heart. I've missed you so much. I miss the times when you were young and were always around me. You mean the world to me."