Death

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*birthday*

Since dad and mom now work a lot I didn't have a birthday party so I had a sleepover. I only invited 3 friends of mine; Stefanie, Viktoria, and Kimmy. For our sleepover we watch Netflix!!... But I'm logged in as me... So no scary movies In view of that, I log in as mommy so we can watch Saw. In the middle of Saw we start falling asleep and crash right there in the living room. As everyone starts waking up we can all smell breakfast cooking in the kitchen... "Mmm bacon" we all say at the same time with joy. We run into the kitchen finding mommy and daddy cooking and all 4 of us on the high chairs. We all giggle with a hungry stomach. Once we are all done eating my friends start leaving one by one.

*Later that week*

Its Wednesday and we get out early today!! We I sit on the bus with my friend Stefanie and wait for our stop. Suddenly I have a huge stomachache so I run home finding my mom up stairs doing laundry while humming. "Mommy? My stomach hurts..." "Oh honey. Where does it hurt?" I can hardly hear my mom talking and now I can't breathe... Am I dying?! What's happening?! Now its all pitch black...

*beep beep beep*

"Ow.." "Daddy? Mommy?" "Oh honey I'm right here don't worry I'm right here." She says in a concerned voice. "Where's daddy?" "Daddy is working its ok." "No mommy wheres daddy is he ok?" "Honey your daddy is fine he's working everything is alright." "No no no mommy!! Call him I want daddy!" I scream at her for the first time in my life. "Ok I'll call him but have some rest." I close my eyes and then once again its dark.

*Mins later*

I get woken up with loud sobbings. "Mommy?" "Honey honey I'm right here." Tears falling down her eyes and hitting me like bullets on my face. "Why are you crying mommy?" "Oh honey your daddy is.. he's... your dad is dead."

Those 4 harsh words turned my life around. Those 4 words were like 4 stabs to the heart. Those 4 words scarred me for life. But that one word "dead" mocked me as I hear her voice repeat it over and over with such regret and sadness. I couldn't help but die from the inside. I might be alive but I know a part of me had died when I heard those 4 words.


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