My Secret

Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2 

When we got home, Mom went to straight to bed. She was so depressed she didn't even take a shower. I on the otherhand, was perfectly okay with Dad's death. I had no problem when people died or myself dying. I didn't care. We were all meant to die sometime. I didn't see the point of why people stressed so much over the "D" word. Why would they? At least you'll be somewhere away from the great world that turned into a place where some people you had to hide from. Whenever I said that people called me a she-devil. I believe in God, no reason to call me that. So that night, I didn't go to sleep. I stayed up and prayed until dawn. A brutal 8 hours. That didn't matter. Right now the only I cared about was taking care of my mom. My prayer was that I'd be able to. 

That praying session went to waste. When I got up that morning and went to the kitchen, my mother was already up. I greeted her and said, " Hey, Mom. I was just about to make you some breakfast." With that a smile of sympathy. "Uh-huh" I felt something hard hit the back of my head and I passed out. I woke up 5 minutes later. 

I got up and my head was hurting like it just got it hit in the brain sevral times with a shovel. I stood up and turned to see my mom looking at me like I did something wrong, pury fury consumed her face. I asked her what was wrong. She replied to me angrily," You! You're what's wrong with me! You killed him!" I had no idea who she was talking about. She must've seen the confused expression on my face because then she said,"Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about! I'll hit you with this pan again! Next time, it'll be hot!" 

I was astonished. I looked up at her, pure sadness in my soul and said,"What? You did that, but why?" She looked even more infuriated after that question. She shouted at me," I'll kill you if you ever so much as touch anyone in this family ever again!" She went to her room, slammed the door shut, leaving me looking like a lost cause.