Chapter one, the Beginning

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                                        "Timmy I'm home!" That was his name, Timmy, his parents named him that after his Mom's father Tommy. His dad was the one that was calling Timmy, sadly his mom died last week, and his dad was calling him down for the funeral.

                                         The funeral was supposed to be held on May third, which is today. "Go to the bathroom, we are going to be leaving soon, we don't want them waiting for us any longer." Timmy obediently went to the bathroom as he was told and his father got a phone call, and he answered it.

                                         "Hello? Yes, I know, I will, I w-" that's all that Timmy was able to hear, on his way to the bathroom. He really didn't care who his father was talking to, or what is was about. His mind was focused on his mom, he felt that it was his fault, besides, he was the one that made her mad before her death. They were arguing, about his grades in the car, he got so frustrated that he said she didn't know crap, his mom started screaming at his face, she then lost concentration on the road, wasn't paying attention, and she didn't stop when the light turned red. Then during the intersection, a delivery truck rammed into the car, and killed his mom. Timmy was saved, mostly because his mom took most of the damage.

                                         They were taken to the hospital, and before he got to see her, she was announced dead. Tears fell down as he was remembering this story, thinking of all the possibilities he could've done to prevent it, but it all came down to her dying at the end.

                                          He tried to stay calm, he got toilet paper, and wiped his face, as he put the toilet paper in the toilet, and flushed it down, wanting to hide the evidence of him crying, and to pretend that he actually used the bathroom.

                                         He got out of the bathroom, only to be in his dad's arms and his dad said softly, "It's ok, I know it's hard for you, it's not easy, for any of us." Timmy burst into tears and cried onto his dad's chest "It's all my fault I could've done something, but all I did was insult her and caused a car accident", Timmy sobbed. "It's not your fault son, there was nothing you could've done to prevent it, it was destiny, remember god does stuff in mysterious ways".

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⏰ Last updated: May 11, 2016 ⏰

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