• i walked down the stairs and saw my mom with a note crying."wats wrong mom" i asked. "im sick"she sead sobbing. At that moment my gramah came busting through the door. "Come on its time to go."my mom wispered to me and my sisters. We went to my gramahs house. As soon as i got there i sat down to go to sleep.it was 11:15.i prayed to god.Evin if it got me killed if he could save my mom.a few weeks later it was all over.this waz the end of my child hood.my mom died of aids.grudges ageanst religions last long.I was 8 win it happened.to this day i still dont beleave in any religion exept atheism.

    P.S:if u say my mom died of h.i.v i will not be very happy!