Sad Life 3

Hi, I no longer hate myself. Life is still pretty rough, and I haven't recovered from that tragic day.

I got a job at the local supermarket. It doesn't pay that much, but it's enough to cover the bills. My mother is now disabled after falling down the stairs and breaking her leg. She's been in a wheelchair for 5 months, and not being able to walk is tough for her.

I visited my father's and sister's graves to light a candle and pray. When I went home, I saw my mother's wheelchair thrown on the ground with a puddle of blood next to it. I followed a trail of blood into a room and saw that my mother had been brutally murdered by a robber. I started screaming as loud as I could, and then she woke up and loudly said, "IT'S A PRANK."

I passed out on the floor and woke up the next day in a hospital with a tube attached to my arm. My mom rushed into the room, wanting to hug me but unable to because she was in a wheelchair. So I hugged her.

After a few days, I went home, and then my mom broke the news and told me she got a new husband. I was so happy for her. My stepdad was a successful lawyer, having graduated from Herbert University.

1 year has passed, and we are moving into a big renovated house. I got a new job as a police officer. I have a girlfriend named Emma Williams. She is my only true love in my whole life. I never thought that my life could get better after all that happened to me. I wish it stayed like that.

With all of that, my life story isn't complete, but it's very good at the moment. Good bye