"I'm sorry mama..." I whispered,my arms cradling my mother's limp body, my face buried in her hair as I try not to sob, I listened as my father screamed at my sister, telling her she wasn't supposed to really shoot, but it's to late now...my mom's gone "I'm sorry....I shouldn't have ever let you mommy....I'm sorry..." I chant hoping it'd bring her back, but I know it won't I know it won't happen but I just hope she can here me...