Before I Slip Away
Welcome to my first multi-chapter story, perhaps an warning is order...My grammar and spelling aren't the best I do like criticism so feel free to share your input...With that being said let's begin
Unanswered Questions
The day of dad's funeral it rained. It was as if the heavens were grieving as well. I looked at my family and friends. My mom was on her knees in the mud,arms wrapped tightly around her center, she was sobbing loudly. Bulma had her hand on Mom's shoulder trying to console her while balancing Trunks and an umbrella. Krillin stood next to them his head down as he trembled with sadness. Mr. Piccolo was leaning against a tree his back turn to everyone as his cape bellowed in the wind. He wouldn't show it but I know he was upset too. Vegeta wasn't anywhere to found maybe he was too ashamed to cry with the others or maybe he didn't care. I sighed lightly. Why Dad? Why put us through this? I clutched my fist tightly at my side. What about me? What about my unborn brother? What about mom? My nails dug deeply into my palm drawing blood. What am I supposed to do now? My mother sobs grew loud and unbearable. I bit the inside of my lip trying to hold back the river of tears in my eyes. I had to leave. I ran and took flight.
The rain was hitting me, it stung my skin like needles. I flew for what felt like hours before I landed in a small clearing in the wood. I sank to my knees on to the soft earth. I let out a yell. The tears I fought so hard to hold back finally unleashed themselves.
"Why dad why?" I whispered between sobs. I pounded my fist against the mud. "I can't do it, I can't take your place," I paused. "I'm not strong enough." I laid on my side and brought my knees up to my chest. Why did Kami have to punish me like this? Too many question never to answered. What do I do now? Something snapped within me.
"It's all my fault. If I had killed Cell like he told me no one would have to suffer like this," I hugged my knees closer to my body. What do I do now? I asked myself. Do I beg for forgiveness? Do I run away so I can't cause anymore pain? I'm only 11 far from a man but I been though so much, maybe even too much. I sat up not caring about mud covering my attire. I knew I couldn't just give up in the face of this new challenge. I could just hope to half the man my dad was though I was far from one myself. I looked up at the sky. The rain still falling hard and furious.
"I have to...For Mom."
And there you have it chapter 1...hate it love it or indifferent let me know
See you soon for chapter 2