TEARS OF A CHILD

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"Ditey!" my mother called,"Can you come here please!"Coming мать!", I said that as I ran down the steps to the living and into the the dinning room.I was so happy back then. Little did I know my life would change and I will be far from happy.

"Can you please help me with these pancakes?"she asked."Конечно, мама" I replied. "English Ditey",she said. "But whyyyyy. I mean we are at home and you can speak Russian right?", she then said "Ditey we are in New York, a city made of English speaking people", she knelt down and cupped my face,"You have to know your English grammar ba-"

"Mrs.Vassiliev can we please speak?" our bodyguard said."Sure" replied mother.As the guard whispered something my mother's face turn white,as if blood left her face. It was quit strange for a eight year old to see, considering my mothers dark complexion, which she got from my African American grandma.

Her smile turned into a frown and she began to cry. The bodyguard,with tears in his eyes, smiled and then drop down to the floor blood gushing out of a open wound in his stomach.My mother then picked me up , and started running upstairs. She the placed me in a secret compartment in the wall and said "Don't matter what Aphrodite, don't ever come out of here." She then gave me a key and said "The garden." I nodded my head and said"I love you мать" she replied "I love more than anything else in this world Ditey"

We then heard a bang and my mother shut the door of compartments and ran downstairs. From there, the rest was history. I heard trashing, shouting of men,gun shots, cars driving off and then quite. It was so still and peaceful that I waited a while, hours, as a matter of fact, before going out.

I slowly walked down the stairs and look in the living room and I began to cry. I cried a waterfall. Here lay my mother, the woman of my life, the light of my world, in a pool of her own blood...but I couldn't stand there stand there any longer. I began running to my Uncle.

I didn't know how long I was running for, but I knew when I arrived I fainted.When I awoken my uncle sat across from me "Aphrodite...I'm sorry."he said with a pitiful look on his face." Where is mommy?" I asked on the verge of tears, forgetting what happened. "Mommy is not coming back Aphrodite."he replied. " Mommy's dead" I said. Tears ran down his face and mine ."Yes she is Ditey." My whole world was crushed in one day. My queen, the giver of my life, gone... In a blink of an eye.

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