Mum?

chapter 2

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Okay, sorry about not updating, i will try to because people have been wanting me to update for a while! you should all follow me on instagram:) @/julia_green_183

I like writing, so im thinking about making another book. but im not sure what to make it about. im thinking about a mother and daughter, the mother had the daughter when she was 16. they have a friend who owns a diner, this friend has his nephew sent from home because his mother cant deal with him, so he comes to live with him, but there is a twist, the nephew is a trouble maker and messes up a bunch of things in the town, including the daughters relationship with her boyfriend.

let me know what you think:)
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Abby'sPOV

*two months later*
-BEEP BEEP BEEP-
argggg. Stupid alarm on a stupid Monday. During stupid school. Stupid death of mom. Stupid everything.

Exactly a year. One stupid year since moms death. I hate my birthday, its the worst day of my life now. "I miss her too" my dad says walking into my room with a crack in his voice. We were both sad. One year. 12 months. 52 weeks. 365 days. 8760 hours. And I have struggled the whole time. I just want food. Food has been my savoir.

"Happy birthday" my dad said struggling just to get the words out as I run towards him. With open arms, crying like a maniac. "I MISS HER, DAD!! I WANT HER BACK! WHY HER?! SHE WAS SUCH A GREAT PERSON!! I LOVE HER" I scream into my dads shoulder, I look up to see him crying to, now with his gentle hands wrapped around me as mine were to him.

We finished our emotional moment and I was walking down the stairs and heard a massive CRASH! "what?" I mumble to myself as dad left for work already. A plate? Smashed on the ground? What was going on? I sweep up the mess because its no big deal, I mean it probably fell off the counter near the sink. I wasn't frightened by that. I heard another loud noise from the living room, i walk in there and to my surprise a lamp was smashed on the ground, it wouldnt have been a big deal but the lamp was across the room from where it normally was. I still didnt think much of it though.

I was walking to school and thinking about the plate and the lamp, its my birthday... its one year... what if its mom?

to be continued....