As i saw the picture of her on the table, i was overwhelmed and tingling sensation ran down my spine and my heart skipped a beat. Dark clouds of grotesque shapes were racing across the sky. The sky was overcast and appeared like blotched patches of white and grey. All of a sudden, a strong gust of wind into my room, making a photo frame fall on the floor. feeling shocked, i quickly picked up the photo and gazed at the photo of my beloved. I would never forget how she perished in a tragic accident on 1st July 2011.
This woman used to be someone very important in my life. My mother loved me very much as i was the one and only daughter. When i was sad, she tried to comfort and assuage me; when i fell down, she picked me up: when i gave up, she would be my guiding star. how could i treat her cruelly? Mum...... sorry for all the things that i had hurt you. I wished i could be the one who could catch your tears. Mum, could you hear what i said?
I still remembered vividly that it was my birthday. Would i celebrate my birthday by myself every year? I didn't want these lonely and sad feelings in my heart. The tears would devour me when i was lonely. Would i have a chance to celebrate my birthday to you again? "Please quickly wake up and don't sleep! Please! I beg you." Everyday and night, i felt my heart aching without you. My life was cheerless and sombre without you. I regretted for my mistake for the rest of my life.
I was an intelligent girl in my school. My teachers always praised me in front of other students. all of my friends were jealous of me as i had been pampered by my teachers ' love. Therefore, many people wanted to make friends with me. Sometimes, my friends would share everything about their family to me . You knew actually i was very jealous with them because they had a perfect family. My father had died since i was seven years old and my mother was a disable. Although she had lost a pair of legs because of me, i disliked her. When i was a five year-old little girl, i was a playful child. Every evening, my neighbours and i would go to the playground to play football. As i wanted to pick up my football, a car suddenly came towards me and i stuttered. I felt a person had pushed me away and i heard a loud crashing sound. I saw a person lay on the road, my mother. The doctor told my mum that her legs were immobile. I didn't feel ashamed at all although she had sacrificed herself because of love. She never blamed and scolded me when she losing her legs as she loved me more than she loved herself. But, i didn't have any feelings at that time.
Because of this, i would not tell anyone including my best friend about my incomplete family. I kept hoping that a hole would open in the floor and swallow me. I always asked myself why she was my mother and why i had a family like this.
What had i done to my mother? One day, the principal asked all the students to inform their parents to come to school the next day to assess the children's attitude and academic performance in the school. I must not tell this invitation to my mother so that she would not come to school as i did not want all my teachers and friends to know my mother was actually a disable. The next day, i saw my mother come to school because my neighbours spread the news to my mum yesterday.
Then, i ran as fast as possible for stopping and brushing her away. "Michelle, please don't be like that! If you don't like,i can go home ......" my mum said. "You this type of person quickly go back and don't embarrass me. Quickly disappeared in of front of me!" i screamed. My brows furrowed and i bit my teeth. I pushed my mother to the centre of my roads. I couldn't control myself and scolded her loudly. As i walked back to my school, i heard the the "pop" sound again. I turned my head and saw my mum lay on the road similar to the manner she was in saving me. My mothers' blood kept oozing out. She kept on calling my name . "Michelle, help me!" .I went weak at the knees upon hearing the news. It happened in split seconds.
My mother was sent into an emergency unit for an operation. I had butterflies in my stomach and my tears welled up my cheeks. I tried to hide my real feelings in my deepest heart. I failed to do that, i couldn't control myself. I was really a crook!
Finally, the doctor came out and said my mother was safe but she was still in a coma. I hoped my mother would wake up one day and i would be filial to my mother and take good care of my mother for the rest of my life. I promised myself that i would treat my mother better. I won't let the things happen again as i had done the same mistakes twice. Because of love , my mum sacrificed herself ; because of love , she had lost her legs ...... Sorry mum. Every day, i would pray to the God, hoping she could wake up one day.
