The Memory

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I saw my mom kneeling on the floor crying in her hands. More glass was on the floor, picture frames of family photos were on the floor now along with the bookshelf Angel had hand made for my mother was now on the floor. The books were scattered across the floor. I saw her crying and mumbling, more like babbling to herself. I walked over to her, "Mom stop." I said as i knelt beside her feeling the pain she felt right now. "Why did my baby have to go?" my mother teared up her eyes were swollen along with her runny nose as she sniffled at every word she attempted to speak. I didn't know what to say to ne honest because on the inside i was breaking too.

I had no one to go to, Angel was my go to person whenever i felt like i was breaking apart. Now she's gone, i can't talk to her, I can't feel her hug me, or call me a loser anymore. I missed her. No one i hung out with or knew was helpful. They all said the same word i expected the to say.
"It'll be fine," or "I'm sorry for this..."
It was always the damn same thing over and over again. No one understood completely.  I felt like screaming at them for asking if i was okay, i know i should be appreciative people wanted to know if i was okay. That should've been an obvious answer. No i wasn't. My fucking family was falling apart. How was i suppose to be okay?

I took a deep breath a my mother getting up broke my thoughts from attacking me again.

She looked at me and sighed. "I'm gonna go, make sure you clean this up..." I looked at her with a 'what the hell' expression. She grabbed her purse and phone along with the car keys, i was left alone with the mess. I did clean up everything but picking up the picture frames were difficult for me. I saw Angel's smile along with my parents and I, we were at my piano recital and i did well playing the Fur Elise by Beethoven. I was nervous that day, i was 14 and well Angel calmed me she said i was gonna do great. Before i went backstage she kissed my forehead and hugged me saying ,
"Your an amazing Anjelic, your a remarkable young girl."

I never been described this way. When i heard those words gave me a lot of confidence. I did well.
I was happy, I and a couple other students did well. I was so happy.

I took the pictures out of the frame and threw the frame in the trash. I walked into my room and placed the pictures in my draw.
I closed my window and lef the house. I had a bag which always contained my phone and camera.
I was on the sidewalk, the cool breeze was nice. I shivered a little as i walked hugging myself, i then see the view of the park come, the park.

I took a small breath. The clouds gray whiched matched the mood i was in right this minute. I sat on the bench and sighed.
"Hey..." I heared someone say i turned my head to look at them.

"Oh....Hey.." I replied.

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