I woke up with the sun shining brightly through my window. I groaned rolling over pressing my alarm clock.
I threw my covers off of me feeling the sudden coldness giving me goose bumps.
I reached down and put my slippers on before getting up to my wardrobe. Today, I picked my black leggings, a white top, my black socks and a cream, knitted cardigan which went just above my knees. I walked into my bathroom, had annother shower and got changed. I brushed my teeth, put on my simple makeup and dried my hair making it wavey.
I ran down stairs and saw my mother sitting down on the chair covered in a thick blanket, surrounded by tissues and watching the cooking channel.
"Did everything go okay? " I asked walking into the kitchen. I reached into the cubard and got out a breakfastbar.
I walked back into the living room.
"Honey, it's got to get worse. " my mom sniffled.
I crouched down by her side and hugged her.
"Well I hope you get better very soon. I miss when you were okay. I love you mom, I really do. "
"I love you too honey... you better set off for school honey or you will be late. " she sniffled. "Okay mom. I'll see you later. I might walk it back home again today. Love you"I shouted walking towards the door.
"Love you" was the last thing I heard before shutting it.
Today was annother stressful, lonely day. I met up with the boy again after school and were currently walking to Tescos which is on the way back to where I live.
He was holding my hand again, but in a friendly way. He doesn't care what people think, he does what he wants to do.
I just finished the sentence about how my day went as we walked into Tescos.
"I don't see how it possible could get worse. " I said waiting for him to pay for his drink.
He gave me a sympathetic look.
The TV caught my attention above the man behind the till. I watched as it told me about how a house got broken into in my street and a woman got killed.
A picture suddenly showed on the t.v. of my house and a picture of me and my mom followed. My heart dropped.
"No. " I panicked
He looked at me and so did the man.
"No! " I stepped back knocking myself of the shelves behind me, not taking my eyes off the screen.
He looked up to where I was looking and he must of caught on because he looked at me panicked.
"MOM! " I shouted running out the shop
I ran as fast as I could, Tears started streaming down my face. She can't be dead..
I could hear someone shouting my name behind me in the distance but I didn't stop, I just wanted to see my mother.
I finally got to my street and it was flooded with Ambulance, police vans and people.
I walked towards the scenery.
My neighbors came towards me with blotchy cheeks and red eyes.
"Abbie... we're so sorry" they whispered trying not to cry.
My breath hitched and I tried not to panic.
"No. No! You're all wrong! "I cried.
I ran through the crowd of loud, devastated people. My house was surrounded with police men.
"You can't go any further mam'" one said.
"Where is she! Where's my mom! "I cried.
His eyes widened. He bent down to my height.
"Abbie Stevenson? " he asked. I nodded yes.
"I'm so sorry kiddo... " his eyes watered.
I broke down.
"Abbie. " I heard his voice. I turned around to come face to face with him.
His eyes pooled with tears as he opened up his arms.
I immediately ran into them crying into his chest as he did into my shoulder.
My mom's gone. She's gone forever. I'm never going to see her again.
