Prologue
A little girl barely the age of 3 looked out the window. So many stars in the sky but one caught her attention. The brightest star out there as she gazed at it she wished her mother would get better, that her mother would open her eyes and smile at her. But she knew that would never come true because her mother was gone now. She had died that very day. The girl may have been only 3 but it seemed as if she had a mind of a 10 year old. She knew exactly what was going on around her and she knew what had happened earlier that day. Her dearest mother had died; her soul was finally taken away from this Earth.
She had saw the signs everyday her mother would get paler and paler. Her mother was so weak always fainting she had always wondered why…why did her mother faint…why was she so weak…why was she so pale? Today was the day all her questions where answered. She remembered the look on her father's face when her mother lied there emotionless and pale. For the first time ever she saw her father cry and it was all because she passed away. He had always been strong and seeing the weak and fragile side of him made her sad.
Tears started coming out of her eyes as she watched her father sit by her mother's side crying. Why was the world so cruel? She wiped her tears away. From this day one she would be strong no more tears, she won't let anyone into her life. No one at all she won't cry anymore. She had to be strong for her dad. She watched as he got up and walked over to her. They both walked out of the hospital together she turned back…today will be the last day she shows emotion she promised herself.
