The sun shined through the tattered old window causing Hazel to wake up. She yawned and stretched while half consciously gazing at the calendar. “Today’s May 26”, she muttered, “Mom’s funeral”. She could not find the strength to get up, wear the gloomy black dress or much less speak of how great her mom was. How Hazel longed to turn back the clock to when her life was perfect and she didn’t have to find a reason to wake up this morning. If she could have only stopped her mom from leaving that night, but how could she have known that was the last time she would have seen her.
"Are you ready sweetie?” Hazel’s dad quietly asked. "Well, I guess, no, no I’m not dad, I don't want to go, cried Hazel. Hazel knew her dad was at lost for words and could only hug her for comfort. “Hazel you know it wasn’t your fault right.” Your mother just couldn’t see that night and never saw the curve ahead” said Hazels dad. She thought about telling him about the argument but she just couldn’t, not right before the funeral. As they got in the car Hazel keep asking herself why it had to be like this, why did this one fight cause such a drastic effect, and just why did it have to be her in the argument that caused this.
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Her mother had been fighting against depression ever since the death of Hazel’s baby brother. Paul died at the age of 1, he was ran over by a reckless teenager. Ever since then her mother has never been the same, it always seemed like Hazel was never enough to fill that emptiness. Hazel regrets telling her mom some of the things she said that night. The conversation still goes through her mind. "I wish you were never my mother!", “Maybe it should have been me that got hit by the car and not Paul!” The thoughts filled Hazels mind. The worst part was that Hazel never told her dad that mom had stopped taking her depression pills and was in a vulnerable