I wish I could say that after that moment everything is a blank, like it happens in movies. But then I'd be lying. I remember that night in complete and utter detail, as if it was only yesterday and not six years ago.
A bang erupted from the small object and I heard something fly through the air. My mom suddenly relaxed her grip. At first I thought that it was all over, that maybe the object hadn't done anything.
Then my mum collapsed. I looked down and realized why she had dropped her grip just a second ago. She'd been shot.
Memories of my mum telling me about guns and death came flooding back. I didn't understand what death was till that moment. When I watched my mother die.
At first I just stood there, shocked and unmoving, not believing nor understanding what was going on. My mother kept talking heavy short breaths. I lost all strength and will power just to stay standing. I collapsed next to her and placed my body as close as I could to hers. I didn't even look to see the man who had just ended my mum's life run off.
I just layed there, weeping. I could feel the warmth leaving my mothers body. I watched as red fluid was washed off by the pouring rain. Each drop bringing a gasping pain in my mother's broken body. I knew my mother was going to leave me soon. I could feel it, so I just used all the time I had left to talk to her. I told her about the times we had shared and the moments that we would never forget.
She lay there trying not to waste any life she had left in her to listen to me. I kept rambling on. The realization hit me. The frantic rise and fall of my mother's chest has begun to slow. I sat up and began to cry. I felt a hand run down my cheek. I grabbed on to it and didn't let go.
"Nikki -" my mother tried to tell me something but she never got the chance. I looked at my mom one last time before she left me. I gasped as I watched her eyes, the ones that used to shine in that unique way, go dark. My mothers and dropped and went limp.
I couldn't take it. I knew it was going to be terrible as I watched my mum die, but I didn't expect the gut wrenching pain I would feel. Knowing that I could see my mother's body, but deep inside it wasn't her. My mother was gone - forever.
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The Escape
Teen FictionNikki is a fourteen year old girl with a father that is in jail and a mother that's always traveling. She lives with her grandparents in a small shack and goes to Wellis High School. She loves to dirt bike. Or is she? Nikki's life for the past six y...
