The suicide

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For the last couple of weeks my mom and I did't talk at all.

I think that just made her depression worse. I'm the only one she had. But I guess I did't realize that until she died....It was true she was going to kill herself. I couldn't believe it. Once she died right away I blamed myself. If I talked to her and be there for her she wouldn't kill herself!This was all my fault. The worse part is the way she killed herself.

She hanged herself! when I saw her I couldn't believe my eyes. She was purple and blue. Blood was dripping from her neck as well. when the cops were about to take her... I just wanted to feel her for a last time. When I put my finger against her lips they were cold....ice cold. When I did touch her lips I had a flash back. When I was turning 5 years old I had a party. My flash back took place were I was blowing out my candles on my cake.When I was done my dad and mom kissed my on my forehead. Those same lips I touched was used to kiss me when I was a little girl. I just realized how important my mom was. But its to late now to change things. .....

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