"I'm home!" I yelled as I walked through the door. There was no answer from mommy or daddy, but I know where they go.
Mommy and daddy like to sit outside. I'm not exactly sure why, maybe because they like the sun.
I walked through the house, and saw that they were outside.
"Mommy, daddy!" I shouted, cheerfully, as I ran through the door.
They didn't exactly answer.
As I got closer, mommy was crying while daddy was holding her tightly.
"It's barely a week sweetie..." daddy said. I could tell he was trying his best to stay strong.
"It feels as though she's still here!" Mommy's cries only got louder.
I stepped towards them, trying to see what they were sitting in front of. It was a stone with the name of Mary Lilith.
"I'm still here mommy," I said, trying to touch my mommy, but my hand just went through her.
"I'm still here mommy,"
"I'm still here mommy,"
"Mommy! I'm still here!"
"Please, mommy, I'm still here..."
