Guys... I'm in my bedroom crying historically. And yes it's Evie I'm not Chloe, although sometimes I think I am because I'm just a dumb crybaby!
*Sobs even more*
Well... this morning Mum came up to me asking me why I can't be normal. It broke my heart when she said it. And I still has.
It was round about before I caught my bus to school. But when I came home she was gone. She's my only parent!!! Dad died when I was 5 because of smoking....
*Balls eyes out*
So I was searching around the house panicking, shouting her name, crying hysterically, saying sorry I can't be normal.
I walked into the living room and the TV turns on automatically, and there's a guy in a black and white suit talking about a woman that went missing this morning. They showed pictures, it wasn't mum. I was relieved but still panicking.
Then they talked about another case about another missing women but had a gun and went crazy. She killed 20+ innocent humans then killed herself. They showed more pictures of that crime, it was mum.
She'd died! Along with 20+ other innocent human beings... I couldn't believe it. I felt sick to my stomach and still do. I sat on the middle of the floor balling my eyes out not moving for what seemed like 5 billion years. I just couldn't get over the fact on mums death.
