Gone

She's gone. She's gone and she isn't coming back. It was sudden. Like an earthquake no one really expected. It shook everyone's life out of control and crumpled mine like an old building. I can't do anything to help it. I just sit here in the house we have lived in all our life. The little house that I loved so much. The walls we painted ourselves. The fence we messed up so many times. Our beautiful little home that was once filled with happiness is now filled with anguish.
   I can't bear it. I can't bear living in this house any longer. It hurts so much. All I can do is let the tears stream down my face like rain during a storm. Even the flowers are sad. They droop and drop toward the floor. 
     When they told us it was like the whole world came crashing down. We opened the door and there stood a police officer.
"Are you the Maria Lopez's family?" He had asked and we had nodded our heads waiting for him to tell us what was going on. As soon as he said it it was like the wind stopped. Everything stopped. I heard an ear piercing scream. It was coming from me. My father held me tightly. We held each other because it's all we had left.
    I don't understand why. Why did this happen to her. Why did this happen to us. Our tears tearing down our tiny house. My dad and I living alone. Our soft cries filling our sad and silent home.