Faded Memories

Part 4

Sorry for the long wait..

Later on, The doctors told us "Im sorry.. shes passed away..."
Eventually, the doctors asked us if we wanted to see her.

I went numb.
Were all the things they said true?
I was terrified.
I just couldn't lose the most important person to me. I couldn't bear the thought of her being dead and so lifeless. I couldn't even think of being alone, without my own mother by my side.

Once in the room where my mom was, she was laying there, still as she could be. Her lifeless, beautiful body just laying there. Her silky dark brown hair, laying there, oh, so beautiful. Her eyes were shut.
She was dead..
The doctors said they've done all they could do, but nothing seemed to help.

Ronnie was the first to walk up to the uncomfortable, white hospital bed, he's standing there holding her hand. I saw sad tears rolling down his face. I stared at him, looking back and forth between him and my mom.
How could such a thing happen? I thought. Ronnie started crying more.. Covering his face and wiping his tears, he rushed out the room and Sat in a seat nearby.

I was next to go up to my mom..
I slowly walked up to the bed. Then, I stopped and I stood there, looking. I didn't touch her, I didn't hug her. I just stood there. No tears ran down my face. I was all too numb. I just couldn't believe it really happened. She was dead. My own mother. She was dead and gone.
I thought to myself; I couldn't get another chance. My own mom is gone. What am I going to do? I won't ever see her again..

Some days later we had to move, because we couldn't keep up with the bills on the house or anything really. Ronnie didn't have a job and he only had disability. Which, that means leaving my elementary school and all my favorite teachers and many great friends. The teachers and some friends supported me, my mom and my family through hard times.

Anita & Barry ended up adopting me, my two brothers and to this very day we are still living with them.

The constant memories hurt like hell, but we can't change what's already done.

We can't change the past, but you know what we can change?

The future.

We can change the future.

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* I hope you found this story interesting but, I'm pretty sure you didnt.
I know it was very very short.
I just didn't feel like writing so many detailed parts.
I'm sorry. *