I needed her.
Just as much as I loved her.
I spent most my time with her in the kitchen or in the barn. She knew me so well. She knew how I was feeling. She knew just how I liked everything. She raised rabbits and put them in shows. She loved to garden. Most of the vegetables we had were from the garden. There were also flowers. I took pictures of the flowers. She planned a whole girls week and we visited Hawaii. I wish I had appreciated it more. I wish I did more for her. I wish she knew how much she meant to me. I wish I hadn't done what I did.
I'm sorry mom.
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All We Had
Teen FictionWe knew something was coming. It was too quiet, peaceful, and perfect. But all we had were pictures.