flashback*
I run up the stairs to my room and drop my backpack on the floor. I notice my mom's car so I know she is home. "Mom! I'm home!" I shout to the walls. Her bedroom door is open so she didn't bring a stranger home today. I call her name, but still no response. I see the bathroom light is on. I dont hear any noise. No water running, no flush, no whistling of the wind letting me know she jumped through the window, nothing. I panic. She was acting weird today.
I knock three times. Nothing. "Mom! Mom! Answer me please! Mom! Mom?" I am pratically crying now. My eyes start to blur. I run to my room grab a hanger and taking the shirt off of it, and run to the bathroom and unlock the door with no struggle.
I cannot believe what I see. My mom on the floor, motionless the pill bottle, open, in her right hand, my eyes trail to her arms and wrist and blood everywhere. Staining the curtains of the shower, staining the rug. I grab my phone and dial 911.
"911, what's your emergency?" The dispatcher replies quickly.
"Y-yes, I think... my mom commited suicide.. I'm not sure if she's alive." I reply between sobs
"Okay, what is your location?" She says calmly, obviously she has been throught this before.
I tell her my address and the cops and the paramedics come within 10 minutes. I go to the hospital in the back of the police cruiser. I call Aaron and Derek. They walk through the waiting room 30 minutes later.
The nurse asks if she can speak with me alone, since I was the one living with my mother, and the one that called the ambulance.
"When she arrived at the hospital at 4:23 p.m. she was already dead. I am sorry sweetie, but she was pronounced dead on arrival." The nurse says choking back the sadness in her voice.
My eyes are as wide as they could be and I calmly ask,"May I see my mother please?"
"Of course." She replies walking down the hallway, her bun bouncing in the process. I walk to my mother, the nurse leaves. I cry so hard. "Mom if you can hear me I just want to tell you I am so sorry for everything. That Dad left you, that I was ever bad, for every mistake I have ever made. For every time I said I hate you, I hope you know I never meant any of it, I love you to death, and I still do. I hope you aren't suffering now. I want you to be happy. I want your life to be better than it ever was. I just hope you know that I love you, If i could take your place, you know I would. Mom, Rest In Peace."
I kiss her hand and Aaron takes me home. A week later we have her funeral and she is buried in the ground. I stay at Aaron's place, he thought it would be better than a foster home. Everyday I think about her. I don't think anyone misses her as much as I do.
I was never the same since then. Everything I see and say is at a different perspective.
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