Lonely,heartbroken,miserable,lost.
There is only anger for the man who killed my mother. That one night on December 13th 2012, my mother and I were on our way home from our long road trip. She looked at me and I looked at her, nothing was better then that very moment I shared with my mother. But little did I know that the moment of happiness that we bonded over was going to be shortly over. A car crosses into our lane hitting us head on, and everything goes black.
There is only anger for the man who killed my mother. That one night on December 13th 2012, my mother and I were on our way home from our long road trip. She looked at me and I looked at her, nothing was better then that very moment I shared with my mother. But little did I know that the moment of happiness that we bonded over was going to be shortly over. A car crosses into our lane hitting us head on, and everything goes black.
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