Gone too soon.

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"MOM! STAY WITH ME, PLEASE! I'LL STAND BY YOU!"

"Sweetie, you need to stand back and let us handle this. You can meet your mother at the hospital"
An officer says as he runs back to his car.

"Are you kidding me?! She's my mother you sick freak!" I fall on the ground to my knees, as the soft tears tremble down my round cheek, I bring my knees close to me. How could this happen. I was supposed to be there for her, why the hell am I not there for her now?! I bring myself up from the dirt road and run towards my moms car with nothing in hand but my phone and a clenched fist. I jiggle the door handle and surprisingly it is unlocked. I lift the floor mat from underneath me and there they are. I don't think I was ever this happy to see a pair of lavender polka dot keys.

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Next thing I know I am in the hospital waiting room while I wait for some type of answer. I cant believe that I let something happen to her. I deserve punishment. I walk over to the bathroom in hope that no one is in there. As I creak open the door, I hear distant talking. Great. People. I run for the nearest stall that is empty and reach for my rusty broken razor. I pull up my black long sleeve and start making marks for every time I've ever screwed up. By the time I reached my inner elbow decided to go back to the waiting room, I slowly open the stall and..no one is there. Sweet. My reflection shoots through me in a very piercing way. I am so fucking ugly. I walk out of the restroom door and suddenly I see a very familiar face.

"C-Colin? What are you doing here?"

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