.::Mickayla::.
I walked through the cemetery with seperate roses in my hand. Jacob was next to me. He was fifty- one and I was sixty-two.
We walked to mom and dads grave, since they were burried right next to each other along with the rest of the group. I knelt down by there grave as Jr. Left me alone with them.
My eyes filled with tears because there not with me. "Hi mom" I kissed her gravestone, "Hi dad" I kissed his. "I'm trying so hard not to cry because I'm trying to be strong like how you taught me mom".
"Life is well, you know. I have four beautiful children. Three boys, one girl. Olivia, Reese, Craig and Emmanuel. Of course they bully there sister. I'm still married. It's been twenty years. Gavin owns a successful record producing business. I have a grand-children. Little Imani and little Jaz. They are just like you, mom. Strong. Invincible. Caring". I shifted over to dad. "Jr is doing great, dad. He's married, has a few kids. He'll tell you when he comes up to talk to you. He's just like you too. He's busy, but always finding time for family. He's dominant and loves to control, etc".
I paused to set down my flowers. "A little gift to you guys. Happy birthday and anniversary mom. Happy anniversary dad" I said, looking back at the day they met and the stories they told. "Life is just wonderful thanks to you guys and I love you and miss you".
I got up, dusting off my dress. "I'll see you soon. Tell God and Jesus I said hello. Tell all the guys I said hi" I paused to wipe a tear.
"I love you guys and thanks for the crazy adventure of life..".
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Boiling Point
FanfictionIt's a full house in the MB crib. Everyone's calm and cool until the baby grows up. Ray starts to notice the baby looks nothing like him and he realizes he's been played. Will there be a happy ending? Or will terror happen in every room Ray steps in...
