Life Changing Experience

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I hold up picture in front of me, as I look at it I begin to cry. Thoughts of my past enter into my mind. It's filled with sadness, fear and unbearable pain. I was only eight years old when this tragedy happened. In the picture all I see is a small area, filled with dozens of flowers. There’s a side table with nothing on it but pictures of my mother and baby sister. Also some of their belongings that other family members had brought in. My baby sister’s casket was a white satin square box and on top of it was a dozen yellow roses. My mother’s casket was white with gold bars on the side. On top of her casket were a dozen purple roses. Both caskets were sitting up on casket tables. Surrounding the caskets were light, dark blue curtains, with a dim light fixture. The picture not only reminds me of what happened, but makes me realize I never gave up. Pre 2001. My name is Valerie Lynn Smith. I was born August 21, 1992. I am two years of age now, without any parents. My mom has walked out on me, and left my grandparents to raise me. My dad on the other hand isn't a father. My parents never really got along while they were married. That might have a lot to do with why they're not in my life now. My parents had a lot going on in their life, with both of them being so young. They really couldn't take care of me. I am now six, my mom came to my grandma’s house today. She told me she wants to be in my life now. Shocker I haven't seen or heard from her since I was two. I really don't know what to say or do because it's been so long; she's a stranger to me. She asks my grandparents permission for me to spend the weekend with her. I spent every weekend with her for two years. 2001. I am eight years old now. It is February 17, 2001 I’m waiting on my mom to come pick me up. I wait and wait I hear nothing from her. I call her phone, but it has been disconnected. I’m wondering
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