Once I was as happy as a girl
that just got married.
Then a horrible storm
came crashing down on my life
when my two cousins died.
The morning started off
like any other.
But then all of a sudden
it was like I was a dog
trapped in a cage.
My mom rushed to the hospital.
In a snap
my life changed.
I wished and wished but it seemed like
not even my family was on my
side.
It was like my life paused for a moment
never playing again like a broken DVD player.
As tears rolled down my face
I thought that I was dreaming
but it was all true
that day was full of "hate."
I blamed myself.
Their deaths were like a storm
getting ready to take two more victims.
But it wasn't a storm
it was a pond
that did the most horrible thing ever.
It took two boys lives away,
leaving behind scars for the whole world to see.
The pond swallowed my cousins in a blink
of an eye.
I wish and wish that I would wake up one day from this
horrible dream they
call life.
I try to wake up each and everyday
wishing and praying that it will work
but it will never work because
its not a dream it is reality.
My life will never be a Fairy-tale,
it will always have a bad ending.
The unexpected happened to me at age seven
I tried hiding from the truth only to find out
it leaves scars and a hole in your
heart that
will never be filled!!!
