a home

cry

~Cora~

(Backstory)

I still remember the day my mom and dad died. My past has never been easy, I got abused since I was 5, emotionally and physically. My dad always had a drinking problem (well as far as I can remember) and just a month ago he shot my mom and me.
I dont think he ment to shoot me because I jumped infront of my mom, she was the only anchor I had in my world of chaos. She was the only person I could rely on. (I had a best friend, but I couldn't talk with him)
So I jumped infront of her and the bullet hit my shoulder. It didn't stop him though, he shot my mom in the chest two times and them himself...
It's like a faint memory. I just know most of it from the police. The clearest memory I actually have is waking up in the hospital with a sharp pain in my shoulder.

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(In the hospital)

As the nurse came into my room I tried to ask about mother but she just looked at me sympathetically, gave me the painkillers and walked out of the door. I was very confused and asked the doctor about her right when he entered my room. That's when I found out that both of my parents were gone forever... I was so very extremely angry at my dad, the first thought was -why weren't I dead to-
But after that I didn't think anything anymore I just cried and cried until I fell asleep.

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(The next day)

I woke up and called for the nurse. I wanted to know how I will get home or even if I would get back home. So she rung up the police. It turned up that they actually came here before but I was still unconscious so I couldn't hear or talk to them, ofcourse. So they told me about my mother and my dad's suicide. They said that I am going to a foster family.
Near my school
(apparently its good to say in the school system you are when somthing as traumatizing as this happens)
After that I didn't hear anything anymore I just started to cry again I was holding back tears just as they entered the room, I just couldn't hold them back anymore. I cried and cried and cried until I passed out again....