Franny's P.O.V.

It was almost three years ago when all my life was taken away from me,
the only happiness I had in life, the only person who
would give up their own lifes to save me, my mom.
Living with a single parent/widow was hard, but it was even harder when my mom came back from the doctors office and had the worst news
any child would want to hear, and would die if they heard this news,
my mom had a serious case of Lukemia, she went through
chemo, but nothing helped, I had to sit there and watch her die,
to watch her beautiful brown hair fall off in her now thimble wrinkled hands.
The beautiful tan on her muscular body, being sucked off her body,
her face that was once a wrinkleless face, was now lifeless and
pale.
Her eyes once where bright like candles, know they where droopy
and cold. It was March 17th 2009,
I went to see her at the local hospital to check up on her,
aboout 2 hours after school. I walked into her room to see her with
a weak smile when she saw me, I sat by her in her cold hospital bed
watching Oprah.
"Come lay beside me?" my mom said, her voice weak an tired,
I nodded not questioning her.
I gently and carefully layed beside her on her hospital bed, as she stroked my red hair. "Francis?" my mom said quietly, her voice raspy and hoarse.
"You know that I love you, no matter what. Right"
my mom said pausing every few words to catch her breath.
"Yes mom. I love you too!" I said worry stricken over me, she clasped her
hand on mine. "Even when I'm not here I will be watching over you,
don't fret when I die." she said rasping to catch her breath,
"I will be in heaven, away from all this pain. Don't shed one tear
for me" she said whiping a tear from my face.
"I love you mommy!" I said snuggling close to her,
"I love you too. Never forget that" she said her voice getting
quieter, we both closed both our eyes and a few minutes later
 I heard the moniter beep
uncontrollably, my mom just died holding me in her arms.
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As I slid on my skinny jeans and converses on I swung my bookbag over my shoulder,
and walked down to the first floor, I saw Sawyer, he waved at me.
I kept walking and walked out the door silently,
I ran down the steps and began to walk to the bus stop,
I heard footsteps running after me on the gravel, I spun around to
see Sawyer.
"What do you want?!" I said irritated, spinning back around
to walk to the bus stop.
"What? I just wanted to walk with you! I didn't want Bernise to
attack me like she did yesterday!" Sawyer said, I snickered.
"Not funny Francis" Sawyer said in a whiney girl voice, I stopped in my tracks.
"Don't call me that.... call me Franny" I said, he quickly nodded
seeing that I was uncomfortable with him saying that.
"Sorry..." Sawyer said quietly, I started walking again, I nodded.
"Well what happened with Bernise anyway?" Sawyer said as he leaned against
the bus stop sign.
"Well, her parents abandonned her..." I said quietly, I looked at Sawyer,
he had a painful look on his tan freckled face.
"Oh, whats your story then?" Sawyer said rather boldly, I gave
him a look that warned him to back off, he quickly did,
it was like he was scared of me or something.
"Well, I came here because, my house caught on fire.
My mom and dad died saving me and my little sister Mary Jane,
she died though.... too much smoke in her lungs." Sawyer said,
sadness stricken over his face, 
and a tear faintly rolling down his cheak.
"I'm sorry for your loss..." I said quietly, his story saddened my heart
even more than it already was, like a dead rose.

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