M.shadows daughter

5

I walked up to the door of the morgue. I put my pale hand on the handle and turned it slowly as if it weighed 1000 pounds. There I saw her fragile body lying on the metal table. I let a few tears fall from my eyes. I walked over to her and held her cold hand. My world came crashing down. Why her? I would never hear my mother's soft Californian accent again or the way her laugh could make even the most depressed person crack a smile. I'd never feel her hugs again telling me it will be okay. Or the way she knew exactly what I needed without even asking me. How when I was ill she could always cure me better than any doctor. Everything was now just a memory. "I love you, mum. So much. More than you will ever know. I promise you I will be the best me I can possibly be" I remember the time when I tried to change myself. I was 10 years old and picked on for being different, so I tried to bleach my hair blonde and put my mum's old extensions in. She sat me down and looked me dead in the eye and told me; "you are no where near perfect and you never will be because you can only be you. But that is ok because true perfection is being the best you that can you possibly be" I never tried to change myself again after that. I looked at her pale body. Her usually tanned skin is now pale blue. Her long blonde hair is blood stained and matted. I took her necklace, bracelets and rings off of her. She always told me that when she died she wanted me to take her jewellery and keep it safe. "I'm gonna miss you so much mum. I will speak to you as much as I can mummy. I promise" I kiss her forehead and take a shaky breath. I slowly walk out of the room, taking one last look before walking into the corridor. I let the door shut behind me and turn to the officers. "Did you find somewhere to stay?" The shorter officer said. I nodded and gave him the address. We walked back to the car and again drive in silence.