August 9 2008
"Mommy? Mommy are you ok?" I walked into my mother's bathroom to find blood dripping from her left wrist and a razor in her right hand.
I immediately took the razor away from her. Tears started pouring down my face. I called my dad and he called for an ambulance.
I waited outside with my father. He had always demanded perfection and I was quite the opposite. My sister on the other hand was the perfect example of the child he wanted. He refused to let me cry. We sat in silence until the doctor came out.
The doctor said that my mom lost a lot of blood and unfortunately didn't make it through.
My father was very calm when he was informed about my mother's death. But me on the other hand, I had an emotional breakdown and I was very angry and confused about why my father wasn't hurt or sad.
We went home and I locked myself in my room. My mom and I were very close and I remembered the last thing she said to me — "sometimes the people who are closest to you are the ones you can't trust."
I was 8 when all of this happened. It's been 10 years and I still don't understand why my mother said those words.
My mom was a very happy woman. She didn't get upset easily and she wasn't depressed. My mom didn't have any enemies. I don't understand why she would end her life. I've been trying to figure it out for the past 10 years. She didn't drink, so she couldn't of been drunk. The only case I can think of. Was that she had been threatened or someone or something depressed her. People don't just end their life unless something bad has happened.
Ever since that day. My life has changed completely. I turned to quite a dark side and I'm not the same happy person as I was 10 years ago.
