As I sat there the water rushing around me a warm sensation came to me like no other. And then a bright light flashed in front of me and a women appeared.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"It's me Alan your mother." The women said in a gentle voice.
"My mother died when I was born you can't be her." I growled.
"I see your the same old Alan." She smiled.
"What do you want with me?" I asked.
"Come with me and I'll show you." The figure said.
"And why should I?" I ordered.
"Because if you don't you'll break many hearts and you will forever stay here." The women answered back.
"Fine." I said.
The women reached her hand out for mine. My hand raised and I grabbed hers. We flew up and I was no longer in the water.
"Look." The women pointed at a girl.
"So it's Tin-tin." I say.
"She loved you." The women said back.
"She will get over me." I say.
"Fine look at this." The women then says and points to a boy that is sitting in a dark corner.
"Who is that?" I ask.
"That is Gordon he still blames himself and hasn't talked to anyone since you did what you did." The women says then looks at me.
"I don't want to talk about him he caused this they all did they blame me for their mothers death." I say and look away from the image.
"Alan how can you say that no one blames you for my death." The women starts and I cut her off.
"Don't you get it your not my mother you don't have any right to tell me how to live." I shout.
"Alan your my son I know everything about you." The women says.
"How could you I killed you!" I shout back.
Still however she talks in a calm voice, "You know that scar on your knee." She says.
"No one knows about that." I say in a questioning voice.
"You were riding your bike for the first time and it was late at night earlier that day Jeff said that he would have to teach you tomorrow. He said that he had a lot of work. But you saw him in his office and he was drinking so you took it upon yourself to learn how to ride the bike. You took it out and fell ripping your knee up but you didn't go get stiches you just sat through the pain till it healed and now you always wear pants." She finished and then looked back at me.
"No one knows about that who told you?" I said but then caught myself. I was so afarid that my father would be so mad at me that I didn't tell anyone.
"It is you." I then said quietly.
"Yes it is." She said.
"Mom!' I cried, "I always thought it was my fault I dreamed of seeing you again but then I forgot." I stubbled through saying this.
"I know Alan." She started to cry too.
"Alan honey I saw you every day and it killed me that I couldn't be there for you." My mother said.
"But why did you go?" The question came out.
"That Alan is a question that I am still trying to answer." She said and then pulled me away from her embrace.
"Alan you need to go back." She said and pointed to the water.
"No I can't I finally found you I won't leave you." I said now sternly.
"You need your brothers and father." She began.
"No I need my mother." I said.
"Alan you have so much to live for think of the other people that you would hurt if you died." She said.
"They will get over it." I shouted back.
"Will they Alan?" My mother asked. I looked into her eyes they were solid and clear. I saw tear then run down her cheek.
"I won't Alan I'll never forget if you do this. You need to go back please we will see eachother again and plus I'll see you every day." She said smiling.
"Why?" I felt the hot tears falling from my face.
"Please for me Alan." My mother says. I start to cry again and run back into her arms.
"I'll never forget you don't forget me." Her voice starts to sound distance.
"Never." I say as I feel myself fall into the water.
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