I wrapped my hands around the coffin that my mom was in, crying my eyes out. The tears that came from my eyes could fill up a drum. My mom was gone. The second person I loved in the world was gone. I know, I'm not supposed to love anyone more than my mom but then again, love was very tricky. I loved Ben so much. He was my first.And my mom, she was everything, she was not just a mother, she was also a father. My dad was just a waste of human being space in the family, all he did was get drunk and come home late. Ever since he got fired from his old job, he became miserable, he never even cared about finding another one. My mom became the breadwinner of the house, working every hour of every day in order for us to feed and go to school and have a good life.All these things ran through my mind while I cried on top of my mom's coffin. Now that she was gone, how would we live? How would we survive?"Martha, please stop, that'
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