Life

  As I awake I walk towards a room which once had been filled with joy. As I go towards the center of the room I fall to the ground and cry. I can only see the memories running in my head. I'm laying on the floor screaming my lungs out, crying from the pain I felt. I saw her doll on the bed so I grab it and hug it as hard as I could. I started it to cry even more. It felt as a part of my life was rip out and I was falling inside the emptiness of what would be my life without her. The pain can't be compared to anything for it is to big to even explain.

Who could do such thing to destroy a family? I know that my family wasn't the best but it was all I had. My life would change after this.

My mother had died when she gave birth to my sister. I was eight and I still remember seeing my dad cry as he was holding her hand. I remember that I was confused to why my dad was crying. I took his hand and told him that my mom was sleeping and she would wake up. I could see my dad cry with more pain, you could see it in his eyes. I didn't know that my mom died. But dad told me that she would not wake up again. I began to cry, to know that I wouldn't see my mom wake up was the worst.

Few days after that day, my dad brought my baby sister home. I hold my baby sister and saw my dad walk up the stairs towards his room. You could see my dad was devastated. His eyes were tired of crying. The tears wouldn't come out of is eyes anymore. Yet he still was crying and screaming for my mom to come back. A week passed from the day my sister had arrived to the house and everything started to change.