Blessed

Consistent

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Hey, mom. Remember when you first taught me how to ride a bike? ...that was fun. I remember being so scared that I was going to fall. I begged you not to let go of the bike, even though it had training wheels."

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"I remember you holding it tightly just so I would stop being so scared. You pushed me on it for a while ... I was so hyped up that I was riding my bike for the first time that I didn't notice when you let go. It was probably around a minute when I realized that you let go. I got so scared again that I let go of the handles and crashed into a tree."

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Once I hit the tree and fell off my bike, you ran to me so quickly. You got so scared that I needed stitches because my arm started to bleed from hitting a sharp rock, that you rushed me to the hospital. In the end, I didn't need stitches, just a bandage."

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"I miss you, mom. I wish you could have gotten better as I did. It was all my fault that the accident happened. I shouldn't have called you to pick me up. If I wasn't so weak none of this wouldn't have happened. We could have been home together, watching that show you love so much. You would still be smiling and happy. I so sorry mom. So so sorry. I love you so much. "

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Mommy, I miss you. I love you please don't leave me. I want to stay with you, I want to be little again. With you hugging me and kissing me because you love me so much. And reading me stories at night before I go to sleep. I love you, mommy, don't leave me, please."

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"I love you, don't leave, please."

Beeeeeeep...

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I know...

This is bad right. Makes sense, since I made this in around twenty minutes. I wanted to write some angsty stuff because of what end game did to me... Soooo, this is the result.

Anyways, love ya all.

Best of wishes. And commentary, as well as criticism, is encouraged.

Tata, sweeties.