First chapter. I would like to apologize for any typos and grammar mistakes.
15 January 2016
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Avia Butler.
Avia's POV
I was there, laying on my bed holding a picture of the two people that i love most while tears burned my eyes and my lower lip trembled. The stored tears continued to flow and the sobs wracked my body, robbing my ability to speak and barely allowing a breath to be drawn.
I suffered.
I cried but no one heard.
My heart full of tears.
My parents were married for 20 years. They loved each other very much. Their relationship was stable, and it had set an amazing, aspirational example for me. Just when i think things are looking up then BAMM!
My dad started feeling poorly which he first thought was food poisoning. He gradually began to get worse. He couldn't keep anything down.
So the point is
My Dad passed 8 years ago after a couragous 19 months battle with cancer. After hearing the news, my mom didnt accept the fact that she had lost him. She suffered from a massive heart attack and passed.
I burst out into tears.
My head was pounding so hard.
My inner self screaming so loud at me.
My heart hammering wildly against my ribcage as if someone reached out and grabbed my heart and squeezed it a few times.
That day, i felt like i was dying.
"why did they leave me?" A question that will never be answered.
I didn't have any motivation to stay alive if it wasnt for my grandmother. My grandmother is the only one left for me so at least i should stay strong for her because it wasnt easy for her either.
Soooo yeap I live with my grandmother in an average apartment. The place is not too big, it is not too small either. I should be lucky that I still have someone to rely on because without her I literally have no idea where I should go.
My grandmother is very supportive. I really enjoyed talking to her. She is one of the strongest and the most pure-hearted woman i've ever known. I look up to her as my role model.
There was a time when i woke up and cried because i wanted to quit school and my grandmother came to me and calm me down.
"I know that mommy and daddy will not be here for you but..''
she lifted her right hand pointing at my heart,
"they are right here baby girl so stop crying okay? They wont be in peace if you're not okay here. Make them proud, make me proud."
Well don't get me wrong, i dont hate school ;)
Thanks for reading. ♡
Stay fab xoxo.
