My life literaly sucks. I'm sitting on my bestfriend's bed, bawling my eyes out. My bestfriend's mom rubs little circles on my back, but I jerk away and cry harder because that's what my mom does. "Or used to do," i thought bitterly. My mom was an amazing person. But her life was cut way too short. She got in a bad car accindent with my dad and died, two days ago. hit by a drunk driver. Hate scorrched through my viens when I thought of what killed them. my best friend Anna, and her family had taken me in when our house was put for sale by the government. Although i was insanely sad, I felt guilt. I didn't want to be a burden to anyone. My mom said I got that from my older sister. She moved away from my mom about two years before I was born. My parents funeral is tommorow, but i feel like crawling in a hole to die. My mom was my life. Without her, I had no life.
I slept about two hours. The rest of the time i cried. When will I run out of tears? I felt numb, and couldn't comprehend anything until we were at my parent's graves. I gazed morninfully at them. I could just read the words before the tears came. "Here lies Rene and Phil Dower. Friends and Parents."