It began at a funeral, my mother had just past. I always thought that my world would end if my parents were to ever die. I guess I didn't really think of it. I'd think that i'd just go off and commit suicide or something but I have goals, plans to accomplish and I must succeed.
That night I went to bed only thinking what my mother would be thinking around this time. What would she be thinking of around this time? I sat there and remembered what I had done after my cousin Emily had passed. She committed suicide in her mother's closet while everyone was fast asleep. I couldn't stop thinking about how much emotion that brought upon our family, to me. To think why she had killed herself would be unbarable. I can't even process what had happened to my mother a couple days ago.
When I woke the next morning getting ready for my big interview it didn't even cross my mind about the funeral last night or what had happened to my mother. I guess with all this job stuff going through my head all I could think about is what I must say. "Hello (Sir, Ma'am), i'm Teralyn Hafla, it's nice to finally meet you."
