Moving on.

~Memories~

*Flashback ends*

It's gives me goosebumps thinking back to how I died.

What hurts me the most is that I didn't even get to say goodbye to my family and friends.

I remember when I was there standing right next to them seeing their faces when the police officers knocked on the door and told them the news it absolutely broke my heart.

I was only 18 years old I still had my whole life ahead of me I was planning on to go to university to study medicine in science, move in to a apartment with my friends, giving my virginity to the person who I fell in love with and get married then later on have children but the man who raped me took that away from me and I'll never forgive him for that.

There have been times where I have been lonely because no one can see me but people do talk to me out loud which is nice but I wish they could hear what I reply with.

I have visited my college they have a shrine for me with photo's, candles, flowers and even hand written notes which is the cutest thing ever.

I stay at my parents house even though they can't see me I like to be near them to give me closure it also shows me how they are coping with the death of their only daughter and they are definitely not taking it well.

To give them closure I often appear in their dreams and it's filled with happiness and memories that we all have when I was growing up.

It breaks my heart to see them so sad.

I saw that they were in the kitchen cooking some breakfast it's about 10:00am, my mum was serving breaking for her and my dad.

Dad: You put down an extra plate again dear...

Mum: oh... I have my mistake

I see that she puts the plate back in the cupboard

Mum: I miss her so much Darren

Dad: I miss her too babe but I know she's watching over us and she would want us to be happy

Mum: I know she would but it's just so hard how she's not here anymore I miss how she used to come home and tell us stories about her school day, going out and making memories with her friends, all of us going out and taking family vacation every 4 months that man who killed her took our only baby and the only thing we have left of her is her room and when she visits in our dreams.

Dad: I do miss when she tells us her stories I hope you can hear me pumpkin, we love you so much and I miss you being here I hate how that man took your life and disappeared.

Mum: I love you darling you will always have a special place in my heart.

Tears were falling down my face as I smiled

 I love you two mum and dad.