Ghost Mom

Prologue

September 7th, 2024

Oak Hollow, Minnesota

Sabrina's POV

I was at my mother's funeral at the church. I was hugging my father, sobbing hysterically over the death of my mother. I loved her so much. Why did she have to go? We were so close. It's that stupid truck driver's fault. He fell asleep at the wheel, and crashed into my mom. This is actually my second funeral, after my grandfather passed away two years ago. I'm only ten years old. I loathe funerals.

Up ahead was a shiny, brown casket with flowers on top of it, and my mother was inside of it. We were handed the obituaries of my late mother. This is what it said.

Pamela Allison Winchester was born on July 19th, 1984, to the late Joseph Reynolds, and Greta Reynolds in Oak Hollow, Minnesota. At such a young age, Pamela developed a taste for writing stories. With a vivid imagination, she would always take herself to a whole new world of her creation. She was a kind hearted person with never a mean word to say to anyone. She graduated Oak Hollow High School in 2002 with honors, and met her college sweetheart, Robert Winchester. She got married to him in May of 2011, and three years later, had one daughter, Sabrina. Pamela's favorite activities was cooking, playing the piano with her daughter, and watching movies on Lifetime. She got called home on August 31st, 2024. She leaves behind her husband and daughter.

The pallbearers opened the casket. There was mother lying peacefully inside, with her eyes and mouth closed, and wearing a white dress. The tears came back with a vengeance as I sobbed, while seeing her for the last time. "I'm gonna miss you, Mom!" I said, through choked sobs. "Please don't go! Please!"

I collapsed to the floor, crying up a storm, and my father had to pick me up, and take me out of the church. While we were outside, he did his best to console me.

"Sweetie, you need to understand that your mother is in a much better place," my dad said, softly. "She's no longer in any pain. She will always be in your heart."

"It's just not the same," I said, sniffing. "She was like my best friend."

"I know it hurts, honey, but you have to move on," my dad said. "I'll tell you what, kiddo. After we leave the cemetery, we'll go to Dairy Queen."

"Sure, I would love that," I said, with a sad smile, lingering tears falling down my face.

I would never see my mom again, but my dad is right. I have to move on. It wouldn't be easy, but I would eventually heal.

Right?

A/N Hey guys! What did you think of the prologue? This was really difficult for me to write! I felt so sad while writing this! I felt sorry for Sabrina! Will she eventually get over the loss of her mother? Don't be a silent reader. Please show some love and support by voting, leaving feedback, and sharing this story with others! Thanks guys! Love you all!! ❤️✨❤️✨