The day my mother died was the worst day of my life. I was 15 years old when my mother the only person in the world I had left that really loved me died. I'll never forget the day . I was just coming home from school when the hospital called and said that my mom had only one day to live to come see her. I remember being so angry with my mom feeling it was her fault that she was dieing & leaving me alone in this world just a child there was so much she needed to teach me so much I needed to know and learn . I remember feeling guilty that I couldn't save her. That same day I went to visit my mother she passed away an hour after we had left the hospital . I cryed for days I was competly numb the only person I had in this world left me confused in a crazy world to grow up and learn everything on my own. I guess god has a plan for everyone life and this is his will for me . I think of my mother everyday and I miss her I think about what my life would be if I still had my mother here . I hope I'm making her proud .