Drabble Two. Please review!
Diana
My mother, she's in hospital, has been for a few years now. She's in a coma, because of me.
My parents, they were yelling one night. I thought they would break up. I never wanted that to happen, I knew kids with divorced parents. They had to alternate between their mother and father. That wasn't going to happen to me. I refused to let it happen to me!
The next morning I awoke to my mother crying. She was sitting on the top of the stairs. I thought she was crying cause her and father where going to break up. But that wasn't the case. I thought if she needed caring for, father would stay with her. So I pushed her down the stairs. Father heard the crash and came running. Mother had hit her head, father called the ambulance, they said she was pregnant. Not only did I put my mother in a coma, but I also killed my unborn brother or sister. It's called a miscarriage. That day I learnt two bad words. Things nobody wants to happen. Divorce and Miscarriage. They kept flying around in my head. I couldn't handle it. I started crying, I was bawling my eyes out on the floor. My father asked what was wrong, I said that it's all my fault, i told him what happened, how I thought they would break up, how i though if she was hurt he'd stay. He said he was sending me to a new school. Where I could stay for a while. I was scared. The plan was to have a good, happy family. Instead I destroyed it. I destroyed it. I wanted to stop the bad stuff from happening but instead I made it worse.
I guess that's what made me cold and heartless. Some things make you, others break you. Its how the world works.
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