I began to cry just seeing my mother lie there, sleeping. Immediately, I had a flashback of a morning where I ran into the very same room where mom and dad were laying to wake them up every morning. Hot tears trickled down my face, down to my neck and I felt like I was drowning in them. My mom heard me sobbing, rubbed her eyes and turned around. "Ava, what's wrong??" she concernly asked. "Mom... we ju-ju-juss..." I couldn't help but stutter and I felt like was going to have some type of anxiety attack or a nervous breakdown just by trying to tell my mom dad died. I shamefully looked down at my lap filled in tears. Mom put her hands on my shoulders and asked, "Ava, honey, what's wrong." Angelina ran in sweating and hyperventilating all over the floor. Mom finally yelled, "SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" "Mom.. dad... dad's gone." I told her. Angelina was now freaking out and I think she was literally having a nervous breakdown. "Mom, what's wrong with Angie??!" I asked. "Oh, my sweet Angie, she's having another anxiety attack." Mom covered her mouth in shock still thinking about dad. "ANOTHER?!" I asked. "When has she ever had anxiety attacks?!" "Honey, don't worry we'll be alright...just fine", mom said calming her down, taming her and petting her. It wasn't working. Angie began foaming from her mouth. Mom yelled, "My baby!" I stared down at Angie, my dear little sister watching her suffer. "CALL THE AMULANCE!" mom yelled. I dashed for the phone as endless depressing thoughts ran through my head. My brain just wouldn't stop. It was racing with terrible, depressing memories and thoughts. Dad...my boyfriend...Angie...Mom....my friends.... I just wanted it all to end. I wanted life to end.
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Sink or Swim
Genç KurguMy name is Ava. I just turned 16 a month ago. And this is a pretty hard time for me in my life. My dad was a deadbeat father. My mother is so helpful and she has worked so hard to be a single parent raising two kids. I love her so much. My boyfriend...
