Mother's POV
When I got home, I looked through my daughters things and inspected her room. What caused her to do this? I kept asking myself with tears in my eyes. After being there for a while I gave up my search and laid on the bed. There was a teddy bear there that she loved and hugged at all times. That was the thing that reminded me of her most. I turned my head to the other side and found out that there was a small piece of paper under the lamp. I curiously opened the note that read:
Dear mom,
When you read this you have already figured out what happened. I'm sorry... I didn't mean to do it but I was going crazy. My life was a terrible mess and everyone hates me at school. I felt that this was the easiest way out. The last thing I wanted was to hurt you, you've been the only one who stuck my me, I'm sorry. I hope you continue to live your like and I will be up there watching out for you so that nothing happens to you. I love you...
I didn't know what to do. My heart stopped, if there was something I could've done to prevented it I would've. It was my fault. I didn't teacher about sex because I was afraid she'd get curious and try it. Time couldn't be turned back so all there was to do was think. The house was lonely and everything seemed quiet. Even the slightest movement could be heard throughout the whole house.
To be continued...
