I was too young to understand how everything happened so quickly. I just remember mother being normal one minute, and the next, ill.
She'd care for me ever so well. I can still remember her reading to me, as I lay comfortably on my bed, in a smoothing, calming tone. She would look after me if I arrived home sobbing, put her arm around me, and hold me tightly as I cried on her shoulder. She was the most amazing cook. My favourite will always be the soup - I still don't know how she did it.
I felt so empty without her...
I had to hold myself together when people surrounding me would talk about family. They moan about their mum nagging them. I would have to hold myself back from shouting in their faces. How could anyone be that disrespectful?
They wouldn't of understood anyway.
It's strange to have her back, I'd adjusted to my foster family. I still would call for her at night before, but now I don't have to. She is next to me most of the time and weirdly, I don't like it.
I have so many questions - and so few answers.
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Paranormal-Top place #183- It is said that we can only see and hear 0.1% of the world. That is, unless we open our third eye. When Kacey comes up with the idea to attempt to open her third eye, she feels excited. Finally, a chance to witness more than the or...
