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=KAYLA=

5-4-3-2-1 swimming in the water trying to survive but my mom falling under the water MOM MOM!!!! I am the only person that survived the horable plane crash and i am only 12 years old. Suposed to be on a vaction with my mom but she coudn't make it. I lived in Germany but now i am in Cleveland,Ohio. I will never see my family again I live on my own in a private neighboorhood so I can be safe. Every morning I get up go sit on the swing and think about my mom and how I surived and she didn't I sit and hope she can come back to life and give me one of her warm hugs they were so warm and snuggley that it was like a cookie fresh from the oven goig into your mouth.I sit there and cry so hard I could make another ocean but the difference between the two oceans is that my moms memories are in them and it's just like the ocean she died in and I wish I could still she her face in the crystal clear water and hoping she is whatching over me and making sure I have the rest of my life bein safe from danger. I remember that my moms favorte food was brussel sprouts and I hated them but I guess i could live with them because I decided to plant them in a garden so then I can eat them on the swing in the morning while I think about my mother. I live in a neighboorhood with only to houses. I never get mail because nobody would send me anything and nobody knows where I live. I walk over to see if the lady that lives next to me wanted to eat some brussel sprouts with me. I ring the doorbell. I say "hello" I'm Kayla "whats your name." "I'm Goldy nice to meat you" she replied "I was wondering if you would like to share some brussel sprouts with me and I see your very lonely." "ohhh yes my husband died in world war two and ever sense then I have been very lonely." "OHHH I am so sorry to here that come lets go to my house." So we went over to my house and had some brussel sprouts and coffee and had just a wonderful time. We talked about how hard it is to have someone very important leave your life. Then she went home. The next morning I got up checked my Brussel sprouts and how they were doing then I picked the ones that were fully grown then I sat on the swing and did my daily stuff then had coffee over at Goldy's house. Every morning I wake up and dod the same thing but I will never forget how much my mom really ment to me and hope some day she will come back down just for one day and I will spend every minute I can with her but I will always have my little puddle under my swing I will always have the wind blowing through my hair and I will never forget my moms warm huggs and I will always go to my swing!!!