Routh

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Six years earlier:

„Mom, can you please zip up the dress?", I asked, extreamly exited for my big day.
My mother came to me as fast as she could in the pink heals she wore.
I loved that colour on her and I knew she did too, maybe that's why it looked that good on her.
Carefully she pulled up the zipper of my new blue dress. I loved the sound it made when the zipper ran up the zipping stripe.
„Can you do that again please?", I asked my mother and I could hear her giggle like mothers do, when they think their children must be the cutest ones in the whole world. She took the zipper and did what I told her to.
The pink of her outfit matched good with her golden hair and blue eyes. I still had hope to look like her when I grow up but over time had been starting to lose it.
My father's black hair and his dark green, nearly black eyes would never change into the blond hair and light blue shining eyes of my mother.
And even if my mother told me every day of my life how much she loves my hair and my eyes, I can't get friends with both of it.
„Mom, when are my guests gonna come?", I asked still extremely excited for my party.
„It won't take long, dear.", my mother promised with the voice parents use, to tell their kids to just wait a little while longer.

I really loved her. She was the best mother I could ever imagine for an eleven year old girl.
She was the angel that made my life better, because it was her job, kind of...
But now that I think of it, I'm not sure I ever made her happy and I'm really sorry for that.
So if you read this Mom, I'm sorry I didn't event try making you happy. I hope you know, how much I appreciate everything you did for me.

I had a lot of friends and I planned my birthday on a weekend just for some of my friends that were living a little bit too far from me for a during-the-week-party. There were a lot of people, my family, some neighbours, my classmates and my friends. Some from holidays, others from kindergarden, when my family and I nearly lived on the other end of Washington.
It might have been the happiest day of my life.
Actually, I'm sure it was.

I'm sure, that it would have been.

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