One day, my mother and I both became sick with pneumonia. Our cook and friend, Mandy told us that it was serious. Mandy seemed to know everything. She was old enough to.

As my mother and I rested in my mother's bed, (my father was on a business trip,) I told my mother stories I had made up, my times from the last swim meet, recent quiz scores, and how student government was going. (I was the Vice President of the freshman class.) My mother listened, laughing at the funny parts. Mandy was downstairs making us a strange brown concoction.

"Here," Mandy said, handing us a bottle of her thick liquid medicine when it was done. "Just two teaspoons will clear you up in no time. Oh! There's there oven buzzer!" She bustled down the stairs.

My mother looked at the stuff. "I'm, not putting this stuff in my body," she said, handing it to me. I did not want to miss any school, so I faithfully shoveled two teaspoons of the medicine into my mouth. I doubted it would work, but it didn't taste too bad.

In a couple of days, I felt all better, but my mother was even worse. She could not eat or drink anything. She said there was a knife in her throat and a battering ram at her head. I tended to her as best I could, telling her more stories and putting cool clothes on her head. Now when she laughed at my stories, her laughing would turn into coughing.

The next day, she was even worse. She tossed and turned in her bed, delirious. She was rushed to the Kyrrian hospital, but despite the doctor's best efforts, she did not live.

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I know this is short, but there is not much in this part of the book to begin with. I also know that you are all worried that this will be hard to write and that it will not work without her curse, but don't worry, I have it all worked out! Anyway, keep reviewing! I really appreciate the ones I already got. Thank you!!