Category : Stories

Sub Category : Drama

My mother and my father were the perfect pair. They had a daughter, a nice home, and most importantly, love.
Every day when my father would come home from work, my mother and I would welcome him with a big family hug. At that moment it seemed like nothing could go wrong. Until it did...
 
When tragedy struck

My mother was in the house reading a book like she usually does when all of a sudden she saw flames rising in front of her. There was nothing she could do so sadly I had lost her.
My father came home with me in his hands and saw her lying on the floor. He set me down on the burnt rug and ran to her side. He checked her pulse and felt nothing. Even being just an infant I knew something was wrong. I managed to push myself up off the ground and waddle over to my father. It was then I spoke my first word. "Mamma?" My father couldn't look at me. I wanted him to but he didn't. He finally managed to pull me over to hug him and my mother. I knew then that my mother wasn't coming back.

Stay tuned for part two!!