Felicia's POV
Tears ran down my face as I stared at the still form of my mother as she lay peacefully in the casket in front of me. So many memories flashed through my mind...
~~flashback~~
"Mommy! Mommy! Look!" I said holding up a picture and pointing to the crude stick figures I had drawn. "Look there's me, you, and Daddy"
She looked down at me and smiled. "Wow! You're only 5 and already you're a great artist!" she said.
She sat down and brought me into her lap.
"You know your going to be great someday. I'm sure of it!" She said. She really believed in me...
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"Mommy" I sobbed. "Why did Daddy have to leave us?"
"I don't know sweetie...I don't know..." She said as she rocked me back and forth.
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"Ok honey. I'm gonna let go now." She said letting go of my bike.
I pedaled for a bit and then crashed. She ran towards me when I started crying.
"Are you ok Felicia?" She asked. I shook my head, looking at my skinned knee. She then kissed it.
"All better?" She asked.
I nodded. "Thanks Mommy. Let's try again!" I said, hopping up and getting on my bike again.
~~end of flashbacks~~
These were only a few of the many memories I shared with my Mom. She was always there for me, no matter what. I was going to miss her so much...
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The lines of "~" means that it begins another flashback. Just making sure you knew that.
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