I see a car go by and I'm standing on a road I see people in the cars I don't see there faces all of a sudden they collide with each other and only 2 people come out and ones left in one car they don't come out I see who it is.
All of a sudden I wake up its 3 am and I groan it's been about 6 hours since I found out of my mothers death I cried myself to sleep her funeral is being planned by my father he looked crushed I mean he lost his soul mate he cried all night I've never seen him crushed but I left him alone to grieve.
I can't imagine what he feels I just lost my best friend the woman who raised me. I decided to go down stairs I see my father in the kitchen he's holding a photo of us, the one we took at Disney Land in Florida last year best year of my life.
That's when I decided to talk "Daddy what is mom going to wear for her funeral day?" I asked with out hesitating I'm going to miss my mom tears welled in my dad's eyes and mine. He just shook his head and remained quite. So I just cried with him and he just told me that we should get some rest tomorrow's going to be a big day.
So I woke up for the second time today dreading the day to go on I choose her outfit and who did her make up and hair. My dad and I saw her we broke down it was so bad and that's the moment my dad and I realized she was really gone as in we would never see her smile or see her pout or act playful or even cry she was gone because of a stupid drunk mother fucker who couldn't stay off the road and my mother had to pay the co consequences and now is gone forever.
After the funeral we had a memorial party everyone came but, my dad and I sat outside every one condolences we said but , their I'm sorry you lost her didn't mean anything because none of their words would bring my mother back.
It's been 3 weeks since her death since that dreadful night the one that changed my life I've been depressed my dad's feeling the same. This house used to be filled with joy now it's filled with dread and sorrows and grieve I miss my mom and now theirs nothing.
My dad talks in his sleep to my mom but , yet I know he's dr
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Mr.Bad Boy
Teen FictionRita is your average nerd and Bram is your aderage schools ass hole well bad boy as they call him she's into books he's into cars / motercycles and chick's who give him sex. one day Rita moves to another house but , Bram thinks shes some conque...
