I want to forget the way your mother screamed at you to get up, to wake up, but you stayed still.
Her screams echoed throughout the whole house, making the walls vibrate.
I didn't shed a single tear.
You were going to wake up.
YOU ARE READING
When You Are Gone
Short Story(Sequel to When We Were Happy. Spoilers included) It's not good to take things for granted. Especially people. Because you may never know the day that that person leaves your world slanted. "How do you feel?" "I don't."
