"To whomever reads,
I don't know how to explain what I've been thinking about lately, Mick, and everyone who I need right now in my life, and the reasons they aren't here. I still do remember the day of his death clearly, it was a warm summer day and Mick had taken a day off from work so we could spend some quality time together without the kids. We had been having a great time; I'll admit that it would probably be one of my best memories if it hadn't turned sour. We visited Dramini's Pizzeria, my favorite place, and just sat for a while, wishing the silence could last forever, soon I would never want silence again. That evening, Mick and I drove to the astronomy center in the city to gaze at the stars. It was the most beautiful thing I'd have ever seen and still is. We were both in such a good mood that when we were crossing the street neither of us saw the truck coming. It killed Mick on sight and put me in the hospital for weeks. That year another tragedy struck, Michaela. The only daughter I had fell into the spell of popularity, and the feeling to do anything for it. She jumped off the bridge not knowing the consequences, or how broken the rest of the family all ready was. I was a wreck back then, and the feeling is coming back now.
May 11th. -present time
Love, Wren Jennings"
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YOU ARE READING
What She Left
Science Fiction"I just want you to know that I love you, and that will never change. I just want you to know that even if you don't remember me, I will always remember you." I stood there for a few more minutes looking at her grave, wishing she could actually hear...
