Scared

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It's been three weeks since I moved in with my new family an I have gotten used to everything.
"If you would like to and you think you are ready, we could go see your mother." Laurie said.
"I think I'm ready now. I would really like to go."
I hadn't seen her since the incident with my father.
We left the house and pulled into the parking lot I where my mother was. Laurie showed me where to go and she waited so I could have some time alone with her. I walked up to her headstone and stood there. I hadn't been able to go to the funeral. It was then I realized how much I really missed her. I still thought that this was my fault. she was gone because of me. many people had told me different but I didn't believe them. I wanted her back but I know that she won't err be back.
As I stood there, I looked off into the distance and saw something peculiar. There he was, my mothers murderer, my father.

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