I drove over to the jail so I could have a phone call with my mom. It had been only two days since she left. Two miserable days. My mother and I had a strong connection with each other. I loved her with everything that I had to give. I would willingly give my life up if it meant her freedom.
"I miss you so much, mommy," I cried into the phone.
To see my mother in an orange jumpsuit was the most heart wrenching thing I had ever witnessed. Her eyes were dropping down from lack of sleep. It hurt me to see her so miserable. Her appearance was tacky and her facial expressions were dead.
"Te quiero cariño," my mother's raspy voice said in Spanish. It seemed like she had cried so much that she couldn't cry anymore. "I love you so much, you don't even know."
"Te amo, mamá." I reached my hand out to touch hers. She followed after me. We were so close together but the only barrier between us was the thick glass.
"I don't want you to ever end up like me. Be more of an adult than your mother! Learn from my mistake." Normally I would block out her lectures but this time, I wanted her to lecture me until the sun went down.
"You're such a brilliant woman, Maya! You're going to do great things with your life. I'm sorry but this is the last time we'll be seeing each other."
The police officer who stood by my mother told her something. I couldn't understand because the glass was soundproof but from the looks of it, my mom's time was over.
"Maya, I love you with every cell in my body! Don't forget that, Maya!"
"Mama, mama!" I gripped the telephone harder. A tear stung my cheek when my mom escaped from my vision.
That was the last time I would see my mother. Another right had been stripped from me. It seemed like nothing would go right ever again.
"Why me?" I sank my nails into my skin.
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Mama, mama! Careless, careless, shoot anonymous! It was supposed to be a sad moment but my brain had other thoughts in mind :D.
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