When we got to the hallway from the top floor, my mom opened the door and I walked in. When I saw a crib in the far right corner I walked up to the crib. There she was, Kaytie.
4 Years later...
I woke up to the fresh smell in the air of pancakes. My mom had made nice, warm, pancakes. I got out of bed and went down to eat breakfast. Kaytie was sitting down on the chair ready to eat. Throughout the 4 years since she's been born, we haven't told her that I was her real mother. She had started believing that Mrs. Frowski was her mother and I was her sister.
Also my biological mother and father never bothered looking for me and I stopped going to school for some what of a reason.
I absolutely enjoyed living with my mom.
I sat down and began eating the pancakes while my mom went upstairs to change her clothes.
When she was coming down the stairs her hands slipped off the handle bar and she fell, rolling down. I called 911 for help.
10 mins. later...
The ambulance came and we rushed to the hospital. They took me and Kaytie with her too. When we got to the hospital, they rushed her into a room and left us in the waiting room. About 5 minutes later the doctor came out and asked "Hey are you family with Rosey Frowski?"
"Yes."
"Is there anyone else that's an actual adult?"
"No."
"Okay then. Im sorry but Mrs.Frowski is dead. She died of cancer in her muscle joints."
"I began crying and put my sister down on the chair. I didn't know what I would do now. I remember mom acting a bit different lately. She went out at about 5 pm every week day and said she was going to visit a friend. And in the morning, she would take many different type of pills.
The doctor said since I was under age, I'd need donations for her funeral costs. He offered to pitch in with a couple of money.
"Oh thank you! I cried out in both sad and happy cries."
The doctor said to go to, Green Lawns Cementry, by 2 pm today because there were no extra days that he would have a chance for this.
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