I get up in the morning to the smell of burned floorboard and papers. I snuggle closer to my blanket, trying to smell my mom’s scent.
I miss her, her memories are just making me feel guilty. I used to watch movies where people used to regret how they treated their parents just before they died and I…….I never, never ever thought that I would be in such a situation. Where whatever I do, I cannot change what I have done, not get a chance to rectify my mistakes.
I always made sure that I tell my parents through my gestures, that I love them. But I failed mom. I failed her, she was expecting me to be around, and I just left, just left.
In just a few days my worst fear has come true. I have been left alone. Tears start to escape my eyes and I push my face in the pillow and scream as tears ke
