It Was Monday.
They say Mondays suck.
Mondays are always the worse day of the week.
I didn't believe it until it happened.
Monday.
I came home.
Expecting to see your smiling face.
Except I saw worse.
Worse than I ever saw before.
The worst thing was when my Dad left.
That was my number 1.
The worst day.
But now that changed.
Today.
Monday.
I went to our den.
Looking for you, but I saw nothing.
I was confused.
Were you sleeping?
You always came and hugged me.
I was getting nervous.
I ran around looking for you.
My last stop was our bedroom bathroom.
It was the worst experience of my life.
I opened the door.
Then it happened.
The worst day of my life.
