“I hate you!” I said as I shot out of the hospital room. My mother just watched me go while sobbing. I still have a crystal clear memory of that day... My mother was in the hospital and said that she may die soon. I, unable to accept it, said such harsh words to her and shot out. And after that day... I never same my mother again and nor did anyone else... She became one with the stars...
I stood near the tree. Beneath which my mother and father were buried. The same day my mother died, my father killed himself. I kept the flowers there and started to return home...
But just after a few steps I started to feel my knees getting heavier. I fell to y knees and started crying loudly. “ONE MORE WORD! JUST ONE MORE WORD!” I cried to god. I want to say one more word to my parents, and that one word is “sorry”.....
