nished. I was scared I didn't want to leave her. Leave her to die on her own alone in a room. I stayed perched on the end of the bed. I wanted to get my mum, but I didn't. I watched my grandmother die, her life slip from my hands and it was like a linking between the two worlds. My mum now, I guess blames me for her death.
             Every night I get home expecting the same thing. My mum edges towards me blaming me for some thing, again. Smack! My mum hits me around the face. Unable to keep my balance I fall over on the cold, smooth wooden floor. My right cheek had turned blood red and was burning like fire. I was scared to move, however the more I tried to run away my legs would not move. I was transfixed to the same position. My mum shouts to me that I didn't do the dishes and that I was lazy, and the dishes have been sitting there since this morning. I remembered back to this morning and there were no d
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