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I will continue this story, but for now— as I go through physical therapy— I will try editing as much as I can. I promise all of you, this story's one of my priorities.

Now, let us stray away from story updates and let's get to the updates about me. On May 4th, 2:30pm, my mother and I were in a fatal crash. A white lady, supposedly drunk and on drugs, sped past a red light at 80MPH plus, while me and my mom were going at 30, slammed into the drivers sides of our car. They pronounced my mom dead at the sight, and I was taken to the hospital. I needed surgery on my liver and diaphragm.. my pelvic bone is STILL broken, and I had/still have chest pains and breathing issues.

I don't think it has hit me yet, my moms death. I'm in denial. She was my best and only friend, my entire life revolved around her. Losing the only parent you have is the WORST feeling in the world. I have nobody to talk to or to laugh with, or call, or send tik toks to, or stay up and watch old movies with, or cry to.. she was the only person I had and now I gotta do this life shit by myself.

I need my mom fr.

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