A smile has formed across my face as walk off of the bright yellow school bus. I shift my head to see my Mommy was standing at the bus stop....she isn’t. In her place is my cousin BeBe in her white v-neck a fake smile stamped on her face. Her 9 month pregnant belly trying so hard not to pop out of her shirt. I know that something is wrong. I walk off the bus with my pink Care Bear back-pack close in arms. She gives me a sympathetic smile and I ask her what's wrong.

BeBe changes the subject and says “How was your day sweetie” I tell her about the best day in elementary school that I have ever had as I forget about my worry for the short walk that it takes from the bus stop to my dull yellow house. I skip next to her with glee. When I looked up to see at least 4 various vehicles are parked in my driveway,  worry is now streaming in my veins full force.

As I walk into my home I see Todd and my sister in law Erin cleaning up blood and hair dye off of the floor and walls in my brothers bedroom and our small kitchen that has held various meals and birthday parties. All that I could smell is bleach being rubbed across the floor and the strange smell of my mother’s dark brown hair dye. My heart is pounding rapidly in my chest as I walk into the bathroom looking for my mom and nothing was there except Charie with hair dye staining her yellow fur in the shape of a heart on her back. More hair dye was covering the walls of our tiny two door white bathroom.

My short legs couldn’t run fast enough to BeBe as I asked her with a strained angered voice, “ Where’s my mommy!”. The only thing she tells me is to pack my bags and that I wasn't going to school tomorrow, that I was going to spend the night at Aunt Kristy’s. My chubby cheeks are stained red with anger my heart still pumping my chest, I stomp into my room and pack some clothes into my sister's American Eagle duffle bag, I make sure not to forget my Violet and Velvet coloring book and the various Crayola colored pencils that I had in my butterfly pencil case. Carrying the duffel bag that was bigger than me I sat on the couch loving on Zeus and Charlie our black and yellow labs that were my best friends for 14 years of my life. BeBe waddles into the room and sits on the withered leather couch with me and smiles she tells me that Aunt Kristy is here as she grabs the brown duffel bag and kisses my head.

We walk out into the driveway where my aunt’s white Toyota was sitting. BeBe puts the bag in the backseat while she gives me a hug and kisses the top of my head softly, my heart is now pounding so fast I thought that it was going to pound out on my chest. I sidestep into the car and buckle up my aunt swings her body around so she is facing me and she says “ I have some bad news Vicky your mom was flown to the hospital this morning and were not sure if she is going to make it”....