I was sitting in my room alone. I stared at the picture of my mother and I from just four weeks ago. I had been crying all night. I no longer had any parents. My father commited suiced when I was just a little girl, maybe only three. So i obiously didn't get to know him very well. My mom had become very sick very fast, and just two days ago, she died in the hospital. Today was my eighteenth birthday, I had no family left, and barely any friends. Except for one. His name was Tyler. I had known him since we were first born. Our mothers were already friends, and when they found out we were both due on the same day they were eccstatic. Little did they know we would be born at the exact same time as well.
