I woke up this morning feeling like complete trash. I know I should go and try to make up with Bella at school, but I can't handle it. I feel terrible for not saying anything at the park. I don't want to lose her. But I don't want to lose Micheal either. Then I hear a knock on my door.
"I called the school sweetie." My mom tells me.
"Thanks mom." I replied.
She then shuts the door and walks into her room. I stare up at the ceiling feeling the warm blankets surround me like a cacoon.
A couple hours later I wake up to a crash downstairs. I get up with all my strength and run downstairs.
"Mom what happened?" I ask.
"I just dropped a glass sweetie. You should go back upstairs and let me clean this up. Do you know where the broom is?" She asks.
I show her where we put the broom and head back upstairs. It's her Alztimer's again. This time she can't remember where the broom is and next time it could be worse. Once I get upstairs I feel tears in my eyes. I'm scared I'm going to lose my mom. She doesn't deserve any of this. I sit there on my bed and try to stay strong for her. I have to.
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normal family
General Fictiontw for abuse, sexual assault and more. me and my best friend wrote this story about a girl who lives in a perfect not so perfect family. her name is Bella and soon her life will start to change for the better and the worst. theres so many ups and d...
