𝑮𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂-𝑵𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒂 (6) "She's dead." "Dead? What does that mean?" The young girl asked with morbid curiosity. "It means, she isn't here anymore." Her father explained in his monotone voice. "Where did she go?" "Away. And she won't be returning. Ever." He snapped. The little girl immediately started sobbing loudly. Her father rolled his eyes and walked out of the child's bedroom. She started shaking and breathing heavily. ''No, no he's lying. He has to be! Mommy would never leave me.'' Gabriella thought to herself. She was so kind and pretty. How could she be gone? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 12 years later I was sat on Aiden's lap and my head lay on his shoulder. I was sitting quietly, listening to him vent about his family. "So tell me about your mom." Aiden asked. "My mom?" I responded, confused. "Yeah. What was she like?" He questioned. "Aiden, you know my mom died right?" I said sadly. "Yeah I know, but surely you must remember what she was like, right?" Aiden asked again. I felt so bad. I had just listened to him express all his sadness about his parents, particularly his mother. I guess he just wanted to hear someone else's experiences so he could feel better about his own. I wish I knew how to make him feel better about it all. "Aiden she died giving birth to me." I explained sadly. "My dad told me. I never even got to meet her." "Damn that sucks. I'm sorry, I had no idea. I shouldn't have brought it up." He said in shock. "I've asked my dad about it before but he doesn't like talking about it. I don't even know what she was like." I muttered. "I'm sorry." "Don't be. I just wish I got to meet her." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ - #383 in anxiety (11/02/2024) - #311 in psychological (11/02/2024) - #280 in PTSD (11/02/2024) - #13 in dramaticalmurder (11/05/2024) - #39 in parentproblems (11/05/2024)
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