The wind whistling
Birds chirping
The crying sound
Wait crying? What
I know I am not sleeping
I'm awake but why can't I feel myself?
I started running downstairs
People at my house
"Hey mom, what's happening?" she ignored me
"She was stabbed multiple times ma'am, when we arrived here bloodstream can be seen"
Who? who are they talking about?
That can't be me, I'm here listening to them talk
My mother walked past to the officers and stared to the coffin; behind her I can see her shoulders shaking and even going up and down, she's crying.
"I'm sorry, I had too" she said staring at the person inside the coffin with her eyes puffy, water still coming out of it.
Who is she saying sorry to? What did she do?
Curiosity can kill as they say but who cares? I walked near the coffin to see, me?
