Dear You,
Today marks 4 years since my mom passed. It hurts a lot especially because I'm still not over it. I still think my life is just a dream. Like I'll wake up from this nightmare. The thought of her not being here anymore scares me. To think that she can't say good morning or good night. Sometimes I wish she was back, so I can hug her and talk to her. She didn't deserve to die. No one does.From, Me
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Dear You, From, Me [COMPLETED & EDITING]
Teen FictionIn life, we all have our own roller coaster. It goes up and down and swirls around. We have the greatest moments to never forget and we have our worst memories we try to erase. I wish my life was better than what it became, but the world, isn't a wi...