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Today I'm just chilling, it's St.Patricks Day, so that means no school, there's some bad news my mum wanted to talk to me about when she got home. She hasn't told me yet so I went to go check on her. "People who commit suicide are just angels who want to go back home." I hear my mom say, "MOM, OPEN THE DOOR!!!" I yelled as loud as possible. "LET ME IN RIGHT. NOW. MOM. OR. I. WILL. GET. MY. BOBBY.PIN." I keep yelling at her and then I take my Bobby pin out of my hair, I unlock the door and see my mom with a knife in her chest lying in the bathtub. "Roxanne, I love you very much. You have a plane ticket for Virginia on the kitchen counter, call 911 and start packing, goodbye." My mom says. "No mom," I say with tears in my eyes, "first you, and now dad? Is it my fault? I love you mom, please don't leave me. I love you. Please mom. Make this, just like you did during that crash.
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"Mama! Park with Markie pweaseee!!!" My 3 year old self says. "Okay sweetie, we'll meet him there. Just keep riding that bike!! "MAMA WATC....." *CRASH* the car hit a tree and another car. I started crying and everything was blurry.....
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One month later
I still miss my mom, but I'm leaving for Virginia today. My friend from when I was 3, Mark, lives in Virginia and he's friends with the boy I'm going to live with. I'm moving in with a family, the Sartorius'. There's one kid my age that lives there though. There's a park and a pool and a school in walking distance, but oh, and a mall I just got off the plane andI'm driving to their house now. I get out of my über and tip the driver. My jaw almost drops to the floor. They have a HUMONGOUS house. I knock on the door and say, "Um, hi. I'm Roxanne, is this the Sartorius residence?" Sounded SO freaking nerdy in front of this hot boy...
