I Cry

I was only nine years old when my mother died and only three years later my father died as well. Now I know everything happens for a reason and that God has a plan for us all but i can't hepl thinking: Why me? I feel left out of the daily hate-my-parents-today-love-them-tomorrow speeches that all teens se

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I cry because my parents will never see me open that long awaited college acceptance letter. I only wish I sill had parents to speak of. I cry because my mother will never be my labor coach wiping my sweat and tears as one day i find myself giving birth. I cry because my parents will never meet their grandchildren to shower them in love and bounce them on their knees.

Although it's hard, with time i've learned to cope. I cry because my parents will never get to see me graduate as i finally achieve my goals. And it angers me to hear them say how angry they were because their parents did something, most likely in their best interest. I cry because my parents will never have to suffer again. sometimes i cry, but these tears are not of sorrow and mourning. I'm envious of those who still ahve their parents. I cry because my parents will never again tell me they love me.

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Approximate Word count = 375
Approximate Pages = 2 (250 words per page double spaced)

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