A little girl, green eyes so bright,
Wonders if her mother will ever be alright.
The sadness slowly grows upon her innocent face,
As she thinks how her mom got sick in the first place.
She can't take being away from her mother so long.
In her subconscious she knows something is wrong.
Screaming and fighting with her father till she cries.
He finally gives in and takes her for a ride.
The girl, her father, and brothers drive away from their home,
To a new place that gives off a chill and where dead bodies roam.
She walks into the hospital as her heart beats fast,
Knowing soon she will see her mother at last.
The visit goes well as her mother smiles bright,
But her eyes look cold and not filled with green light.
Eyes glide over her mom's pale skin, then looks at her sleeve,
To find her dad cover up tears saying “it's time to leave.”
Screams of terror and tears of sorrow fill the whole floor,
She calls to her mother saying she wants to see her more.
Her mother sheds a tear as she turns her head away,
Whispers “I love you,” hoping to see her another day.
The swelling around her eyes turns red from the dried tears.
Her family leaves L.A., knowing they despise it here.
Months go by, and soon her father won't let her go.
The little girl and her brothers fight, still he says no.
The little girl's world is not what it used to be,
The sky is now black like the dark depths of the sea.
Her grades start falling, but doesn't even care.
The once best student is now going no where.
Her sadness slowly fades as she thinks for a while,
To think what she'll buy for her mom to make her smile.
She buys the presents and wraps them with care,
Hides them somewhere special, so no one can see there.
“Christmas is coming,” she shouts in her head.
Tries to find presents hidden under the beds.
Thoughts about her mother fly in and out her mind,
Thinking of seeing her mother just one more time.
Her dad is not happy, by the look on his face,
Shows no sign of a smile, stares at her and waits.
He slowly walks into a room with very dim light.
She follows him knowing that something is not right.
The girl shows him a smile, but her father says no.
He then tells her a story of sorrow and woe.
The tragic news he tells her, shatters her ears,
She is now blinded by the blurs from her tears.
The little girl's mother is gone, which she cannot believe,
Things like this don't happen on the night before Christmas Eve.
Even though the little girl does not understand,
She knows that her mom will never hold her hand.
As she got older she understood it more,
Why her mother left, this she knows for sure.
This incident that happened was a terrible cause,
But made her stronger and wiser like her mother was.
(Written in 10th Grade)