I remember the days of fun I had, before it all turned into hell. I remember it like it was yesterday, like a horror movie playing through my head constantly. I hate it.
When I was five...my mom died of cancer. I wish this nightmare never started. I wish I could just get my life back to normal...just like the other kids.
There are so many things I regret saying and doing, such as: yelling at her and kicking when I didn't get my way, and the worst part was: I never got to tell her that I loved her, before she died.
The reason why I never told anyone before, was because I thought people were going to make fun of me, just like in my old school. I have only told three people so far: Madison, Luigi, and Alexis...so I guess who ever is reading this, I'm giving my trust in them.
I realized that family comes first. You should always appreciate what you have, because I wish I had mom that would be by my side going shopping with me, helping me with guy problems, and girl stuff...but I will never have that feeling. You know how the priest says when you get married: "Until the death will separate you." Doesn't mean a thing to me, because the death never separated my mom and me...I'm still in her heart and she is still in mine. And this is just the beginning.
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