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Claire's P.O.V.

I heard the loud thump before the even louder scream that followed.

Mom was running down the hallway screaming like a chicken with its head cut off before I could even get out of bed.

She ran to the living room and as soon as her knees hit our Aztec patterned rug, everything was silent. Her screams, her tears, her soft muttering, all of it, gone.

The muttering that had accompanied her day and night and finally ceased and our chaotic home was peaceful for the first time in what seemed like years.

I started walking back to mom's room to retrieve an unconscious Tyler but was told to "just leave him". Mom motioned for me to come to her and pulled me in her lap as she slowly started running her fingers through my hair, rocking slowly back and forth.

This was the first time this had happened in days.

I missed this.

I missed mom..

I miss Amanda...

I miss her smile, and her voice even though I always told her she was "horrible" at singing, and our little insults we would always give each other.

I miss the talks we would have late at night when I would sneak into her room to ask her advice about random things.

I miss her playing with my hair and singing me soft lullabies when I had a bad dream.

The tears start to surface yet again and this time I don't try to be brave. I don't try to choke them down and be strong for mom. This time I let it all out.

And this time, mom's there to comfort me.

She rubs my back and whispers that everything will be okay. She doesn't know that, everything is the opposite of okay.

Amanda
She isn't here anymore..
Lynn
God please carry her in your arms..
Johnson
Only 17 years old.

She's gone.

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Goodness guys, I'm sorry. School's been kicking my butt. Hopefully updates will be a bit quicker from now on.

Thanks for being so patient!

Xoxo

Faith