What the hell really happened? Was it an accident? These thoughts ran through my head, while I try to drown them out with music.
I was sitting in the hospital chair, starring at my moms still body. She was surviving by the cords surrounding her, and the mask and tubes on her face.
"Please get though this, I love you. You are all I have." I sobbed into my shirt.
"I... I... I... love.. La... La... Love you ... too"
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A Deadly Mystery
NouvellesI can't escape it. It's everywhere, like a shadow looming over me. A shadow that's already engulfed my friends, and I await it. Yet death won't come to me. It came to everyone I loved, it came to everyone who tried to find out what happened to her...
