There she was laying there on the floor, a transparent bag lay next to her with white traces, obviously cocain.
I kneeled down and threw my hands on her chest, her heart was silent, showing me signs that mum was no longer alive, mum was dead.
I ran with all my will, hoping I could find one of mums close friends,
My heart was thudding and it felt like it was trying to escape it's cage.
"I know I don't want to be here either, the world, it's a horrible place.." I whispered to myself.
I ran through the chavy, spray painted park, pulling up my trousers to stop then from falling down.
I head to the valley, My legs could just about carry my weight, I felt myself falling.
I ran up the old, useless steps.
I finally reached my destination, I felt pathetic and worthless like no one cared about me, well no one does, maybe except mum, but mums not here , so for now I only have myself.
I decided to camp away from home, I couldn't bare it there, but first I had to find a decent spot.
I came across a crowd of teenage thugs that looked like they where up to no good, I asked them politely if I could borrow there phone to call my nan, they mocked me.
I became angry, "please can I have the fucking phone.. my mum is dead!" I said as I wiped my eyes and nose with my jumper.
"Fuck off, you little tramp, buy your own phone." Said the tallest boy, he towered me now, I was now eye-to-eye with this stranger, I was terrified..
*Gulp*
"You 'ear what I said? Fuck off!" He pushed me into a rabbit hole, I was containing my tears. I despise them.
They tied me up to the tree with a tight rope, making sure my mouth was sealed.
They hit me, knowing I wasn't able to defend myself.
I tried to fight back but trying was pointless.
"Living is pointless" I mumbled.
"What you saying you little cry baby, mummy can't get you now" laughed the only girl in the group.
The boy stood before me, drew a knife from his rucksack,
"You miss your mummy, maybe you should visit her?" He mocked.
"What? Are we actually going to kill him?" Panicked the girl.
"Ye' why not? Are you trying to chicken out?" Laughed the younger male located behind the group of 3.
"Nah, course not, in fact I'll do the killing" said the girl with a look of bravery.
"Do it carefully, last time you messed up!" Said the tall boy.
"I'll do it properly this time, I swear!" Promised the young teen.
She put the knife near my ear, her hand shaking, she whispered, "run".
She cut the rope from behind, so she didn't alarm the others.
I slowly climbed down the jagged rope while the girl distracted the boys,
"I think you should do the killing actually, I'm not ready" she said, giving me time to escape.
But before the boy answered the question he caught me right there, in the act.
He grabbed me and pulled me off my feet with one hand, he had me by the throat against a tree staring me dead in the eyes.
"We aren't going to kill you.." He said slowly as he looked at the others with a grin,
"We will leave you tied up to this tree all night and let you burn to death, this is what you deserve you little rat faced twat" said the boy in a low tone.
The boy held a highly lit flame and dropped it. It hit the ground and the flames automatically started spreading. The heat was getting to me already.
They all ran, the girl looked back crying and was lip-syncing the words 'I'm sorry'.
This was it,
I love you "mum", I'm sorry I took you for granted and never appreciated things you would provide for me. When I look back now, I think that I should have been more grateful.. And i know it sounds stupid, but I could have been the one that drove her to the drugs, I mean I didn't give her an easy life, I just insulted her each day, as I pleased. I feel so frustrated with my self like I was meant to be here. Maybe karma came around and stabbed me in the back.
It just shows how much someone could actually care about you, she may not be my biological mother, but now I know, that's not all that matters, she was my mum and done everything she could do, for me.. I hate how I treated her, if only I had a time machine. I mean I should have showed her some respect back, so it was equal.. Ehh, to be honest I do deserve it, but even if I didn't, there is nothing I could possibly do about it now - I'm dead.
The end...
