Prologue

I lay in bed feeling the sun that was coming in from the window; hit my face, taking in the chirps of the birds sitting on the maple outside my window. Today is going to be a good day, I can feel it. I tore the covers off and headed down stairs to make breakfast for me and mom. That is if she can keep it down. I took eggs out of the refrigerator enough to make two omelets. I cracked the eggs into the pan and made two fine looking omelets if I do say myself. Shouldn't mom be awake by now? We are going to be, or at least she is going to be doing the classic move of getting dressed while rushing out the door. I plopped the "Blake-made" heaven on the glass plates and headed upstairs to wake up the "teenager", she was always doing this to me. I am going to be late for school. When I reached mom's door it was slightly opened so I used my back to open the door, as I was doing this I decided to use my sarcastic charm and said

"Honey, you're going to miss the-"

I was interrupted by heart dropping to my feet and our breakfast crashing to the floor in front of me. I looked at the bed; there lied my mother, lifeless. No breath escaping her lips.

"MOM!"

I ran to her side.

"MOM! MOM! WAKE UP!"

I shook her and shook her, hoping she was just in deep slumber. Tears poured down my face as I hugged my mother's unmoving body, constantly repeating the word…no. What do I do now? She was all I had. No I cannot believe this. I ran out of her bedroom and slammed the door shut. I slid down the door and a river of tears poured from my eyes. No.