When my mom died I felt like my world was ending. My Mom the sweetest person I had ever known, the super Mom that could do anything died from cancer. I brushed my hair and examined my splotchy red face in the mirror and sighed. It was the day of my Mom's funeral. I was wearing a black dress that I knew my Mom would have liked. I was usually a tomboy but it was the only black that I owned and I wanted to look good for my her. I blinked back tears and turned away from the mirror. I had the same brownish blonde hair as her and the same eyes. It was too painful to do anything right now.
"Skye!" called my Dad from downstairs. He sounded like he was trying to hold back tears. "It's time." I grabbed the picture of Mom off of my dresser and stuffed it in my pocket. I then went downstairs and went to the funeral with Dad.
The funeral was a somber affair. We all had known that the cancer that Mom had would eventually kill her but it still came as a huge shock to us when she died. She died right in front of me while I was sitting next to her and holding her hand as it became cold and lifeless. I hadn't stopped crying for days and I hardly remembered what my face even looked like when it wasn't red and puffy. When I got home from the funeral I went to my room and didn't come out for days. My Dad made sure that I was being fed and well cared for but other than that he left me alone which I appreciated. One day I was sitting in my room and crying my heart out when my computer dinged. I got up and padded across the room. It was a new email. AmazingPhil has posted a new video. It said. I hadn't watched Phil's videos since that day in the hospital. When my mom was getting treatment we would watch Phil's video's together and it would make her forget the pain and it made her laugh. I was so lucky to have that time with my mom and I thought about it every day. I clicked on the video. "Reading My Old Diary!" was what it was called. I commented "I don't know what to do with my life. My mom and I used to watch together while she had chemo and now she died." My username was my email from when I didn't know how the internet worked. I sighed and closed the tab when my computer dinged. I opened my email again and I couldn't believe my eyes.
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The Boy Who Saved my Life.(an AmazingPhil fanfiction)
FanficSkye Jackson doesn't think that life can get any worse after their mom dies. When she gets an email one day from AmazingPhil one day life doesn't seem so bad. WARNING: This fanfiction contains self harm.