I remember seeing the pain in my mothers eyes when I told her she was ruining my life and that I hated her. I remember her trying to beg me to not leave. Then I remember the man coming into the house. With ruby red eyes and paper white skin he was scary beautiful. I could only watch as the man glided to my mother and grabbed her. 'Please.'I remember she begged him for my life and he looked at me and his eyes widening before he dug his face into her neck. I was only 14 at the time so I was confused, so confused. he dropped her and it wasnt until he ran at an inhuman speed out of my door. I had ran to my mother sobbing. Although i had known she was dead already I told her I loved her, that I was stupid and she couldn't leave me alone. I had noticed the bite mark and wiped her off and cleaned her. I had dug a grave infront of my house and buried her with her favorite things and planted her favorite flowers ontop of her. I had gotten u bunch of my clothes, my ipod, my ds, my pictures/camera, a knife and all of the money in the house and,and like a coward I ran. I ran from my home, i ran from my friends, I ran from my mother, and I ran from my past. I ran until I couldnt anymore. And so here I am in a tiny apartment crying for the 5th year in a row remembering how one horrable birthday could ruin everything.
