Mom's Sun

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-Chase
I sat on my bed listening to the CD playing on my radio. The soft sound of my mothers voice turning out from the speakers. My sister sits on the floor playing with a doll, bobbing her head along. My tears started to roll of my face and onto the little dert floor not covered by the rugs. Two months ago my mom passed onto a better life. She died from the MT, Moon Trauma, its when a person starts to get crazy and there brain begins to scramble and they start to talk about how the moon isn't really real. They start to leave once and a while untell its every day. Then, one day they just don't come back. The government always find them near the bug forest, dead or just traces of them. So people started calling it the dead woods. My mom was one of the few that they didn't find.

When we were younger my mom used to tell us storys about how there is a whole nother world that we have never seen before. And is bright and has plants growing and a beautiful blue sky. My mom says the only reason why we don't go there is because people say that it is dangerous. She also said that the moon only comes out at night and the Sun comes up in the morning throughout the day, so that you don't live in darkness. I think the only reason why my mom would tell us these things was to make my little sister smile and have hope that the people that are lost are not truly lost and that they find their way to the sun. So now my Sister thinks that mom is alive and is always talking about how she is in the safe place were there is a sun. I wish she would not think this, it makes me sad.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 18, 2015 ⏰

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