This is the story of my life.
WARNING: Sexual themes, Violence, And Crude language.
"Happy birthday sweethearts!"
I rub the sleep out of my eyes as my mother sits on my bed. "You two finally get to be Pre-teens!" She tells us . My brother turns around his bed. My mom gets up and gently shoves my brother. "Wake up. You need to put on your big boy pants. Literally." " Ugh! Mom! " My brother says. "Alright. I'll get up." My brother gets out of bed and searches for his party clothes. "I can't wait to see Bella and all my other friends at our party today!" I tell my mom. " I'm glad. Bella will be so happy to see the both of you. " My mother gets up and kisses our foreheads. "Hurry and get dressed. I let you sleep laterlater than usual." She says. I get up and search for my party clothes . I loved how our birthday was in May. Especially late. We got out of school May 26th. Our birthday is May 31st. It always feels good to see old friends from an old school, and new friends from a new school. And not having bullies say anything to put us down on our special day. Nothing could go wrong. Or...so I thought. We got ready and came into the kitchen. "Aha! There are my two beautiful children!" Our dad yells picking my up and throwing me into the air. Our father was always a strong man. "Happy birthday princess." My kisses my forehead . "Happy birthday golden nugget!" He hugs my brother. My brother always liked it when he was called that. " are leaving the house soon. Go on to the car. I'll be out there soon. " My brother walks out side. "Mom's coming with us...right?" I say worried . I loved her. I needed her. She HAD to be there with us. "Oh, of course sweetie! Mom is cooking the most of the food. She'll be there soon." I sighed with relief and walked out the door.
It was the middle of the party, almost over in an hour. I was talking with Bella and my brother. I saw my dad was worried. Then, I noticed my mom wasn't at the party yet. "I..I have to do something.." I say. I get up and search the park for my mother. After a while, I hear voices and my brother crying. I run back to where I was. "What's going on?!" I ask frantically. My father looks at me with tears in his eyes. He hasn't ever cried in front of me until now. "Y-your mother...s-she died in a car accident.." My happiness went away like a flame . This had to be a dream. Yeah..it is! M-mom is fine, and we are in bed. And I am just dreaming. But...it wasn't a dream... I backed away from my dad. "N-no..." I looked back at our house. Just a few miles away. I run towards it. I ignore the voices telling me stop. Tears fill up in my eyes. I run up the stairs and push the door opened. "MOM?!" I scream. No answer . "MAMMA?!" I yell again. Still no answer. I search the house. She's not there. I look outside the kitchen window. The car is gone. I fall to my knees. My mother is gone. I cry hard until my father and brother come. I look up at my family and hug them. "She really is gone..." I say crying more.
A week later
I stand in front of my mother's grave. I place a flower next to it. I start crying. She was my world..My everything. I need her. I sit next to her grave. Not caring of I get my dress dirty. I scoot over next to the grave stone. "I miss you.." I say. I sit next to her grave stone and say nothing more.