Time: 8:54 pm
I looked up at my last picture of my mom and mourned. I missed her dearly. It's been 3 years since she died. I will never forget it. She committed suicide after repeated arguments with our family. They always had high expectations of her, and after around 13 years, she got sick of it.
I put the pictures back and turn off the light as I roll over and drift to sleep.
Time: 5:30 am
BEEP-BEEP-BEEP
I roll over in my bed as I hit my alarm off. I wake up to the smell of vanilla perfume.
"Mother always wore that perfume.."
I tried to shake the thought off of my mind as I walk up to my closet to pick an outfit for the day. I pick out some grey sweatpants and a white tank top. As I was walking over to get a bandana, I hear music blaring from the room across from mine.
"Valentine and his emo music." I thought to myself,
"He never stops"
I rush to put on my bandana and head downstairs.
Time: 5:46 am
As I was going down the stairs I noticed something, my mom's shoes sitting on the steps.
"What the fuck is going on here?", I thought while slightly shaking,
"This is what happened in my dream before-"
I was cut off by the sound of my mother.
"Goodmorning!"
