prov- Mary parkinson
I can't believe that my mom is dead. I was staring right at her grave yelling at it and asking why she died and left me. I was expecting an awnser but deep down I knew I would never get another awnaser from her for a long, long time. I wasn't alone when I made myself look half insane. My grandma was with me and she did not like me yelling at my dead mother at all. "Hey, that is your mother, give her some respect." I got up and looked at her, and realized I was embarrassing her. "Oh, Grandma I am so s-s-sorry." I had the worst happen to me and then I had more bad news to come at me. I had to leave all of my childhood memories and my best friends because my mom was the only one who took care of me and was for the most part the only one who loved me. Well, with the exception of grandma. I ask her the smae question I ask her every chance I get hoping it would change. "Do I really have to go live with you in Washington? It rains everyday and if it doesn't, it's just clouds in the sky and not once is there sun like it is here." Grandma has the same pity look on her face everytime I had asked her this question. I quickly closed my eye fast because I didn't want to hear her awnser. I heard her walk somewhere and then feel her tiny arms around me and she told me what I didn't want to hear,"My little mar-mar, we have to go. I am going to take care of you now and the only way I can do that is if you are in Washington with me. I love you my little mar-mar.I don't want nothing to happen to you. So please, for me, you have to let some of her to go. i will always be here for you no matter what." She gave me a little hug then I looked at her and I wanted to believe what shee said, but never in my life will I let go of my mother. In a weak voice I told grandma what she wanted to hear and hoped that all was going to be fine. "Fine grandma, I will go with you, but I will never let mother go no matter how far away I am from her. She is always in my heart forever." As I said this I had closed my eyes and for the last time I let one more tear go free as I thought of my mother. I made a promise from this moment on, I will never shed another tear infront of grandma again and that when I leave my home i will never stop loving my mother. She has a solid place in my heart and that place will never be replaced by anything or anyone. All grandma said to me was, "O.K my little mar-mar, lets get to our new home. I promise that everything will be some what better when you are with me." I turned around to look at my mother's grave and tell her one more time that I love her and hope to see her one day again. The day I left my hometown was when a dark,cold wind that blew everywhere I went. It never lets up, even in my new wet hometown I live in now.