"No..." I whispered. "NO!" I struggled from their grasps. "Let me go! I want to see my mother!" I shrieked manically as my relatives tried to calm me down with soothing words, but I didn't want to listen. I continued screaming and squirming, trying to break free. Then, my grandfather limped slowly towards me.

"Rosanna, listen to me. You have to face reality, you're mother is not here anymore. Destiny has decided that she leave our sides. Sweetheart... Your mother is dead." He spoke slowly, emphasising every single word. His last sentence though, had left the most impact on me. It echoed through my head again and again. "Your mother is dead... Your mother is dead... dead... dead..." I slumped onto the floor, letting all the tears I had been fighting back flow freely. How was I going to cope now? I was all alone...

"You can stay with us if you want,"my grandfather said but i did not hear it as i was crying too hard and trying to remember my mother`s face.I look up with my tear-stricken face to look at my grandfather."Where is my father then?Does he even care about me and my mother!"I yelled as i could not believe how my father reacted to me when my mother,his wife, was dead."Your father is also ...also...dead too."my aunt said as she tried to help me up, to sit on the chair.I shook free and tried to calm down but i could not as both my parents were gone and now I was left alone.I am an orphan now and no one wants me anymore."Rosanna,you follow me home.I have packed your things already." my grandfather said.

Making my way towards the spare room in grandpa's house, I sobbed. How could this have happened? What do I do now? A myriad of thoughts raced through my mind like a whirlwind. I slammed my luggage on the ground and cried aloud, "WHAT THE FREAKING HELL HAPPENED TO ME?! WHY MUST GOD BE SO UNFAIR?!" Tears ran down my cheeks and I dropped onto the ground. I closed my eyes, hoping that wherever my parents were, they were safe and sound, living happily together. Suddenly, I felt a pain in my head. Troubled, I tried to stand up to make my way towards the kitchen. However, my eyelids drooped, and then I was surrounded by darkness.

"Rosanna...Rosanna."someone said.My eyes were opening slowly.I saw my grandmother in my room."What the heck had happened?"i asked my grandmother."I was about to go to the kitchen to get a drink but i saw you laying on the floor so i carried you back to your room."she said while my grandfather came in with a glass of water in his hands."Come,have this drink to refresh up yourself."he said.I took it and took large gulps."Drink slowly."my grandmother said.I was better after the drink from my grandfather."Thank you very much."i said,sounding like i am almost going to cry."Now,go take a rest and i will wake you up when it is time for dinner."my grandfather said and walked out of the room following behind my grandmother.I laid down on my bed.

As I lay my head on my palms, exposing my armpits, I thought about my parents in where they were. Were they living fine? Were they looking at me, watching over me from up above? How am I suppose to cope without my parents with me? I closed my eyes and prayed. Soon later, I fell asleep. And my dream... That was the scariest dream ever in my life. I dreamt that I died in an accident. Up in heaven alone, a petrified me kept knocking on an unknown door, hoping that someone would let me out. I banged and banged and banged. Suddenly, familiar voices could be heard. "Mummy? Daddy?" I was shocked to see the scenery behind through them. As I reached to hug them, they disappeared, and I fell flat on my face. I woke up, tears rolling down my cheeks. And I started praying again.

"How i wish my parents would be here.How i wish..."i looked up and just then,my grandmother came in to wake up up for dinner."You are wake?Go for dinner now.Your aunt is back from work."she said and led me to the dining table."Heres your seat."my aunt said."Thank you."i said as i stuffed food into my mouth.The food that my grandparents made taste so much like my mother`s cooking.Tears rolled down my cheeks as i chew the food."What is the matter?The food is not to your liking?"my grandfather asked."No...It just taste so much alike like my mother`s cooking."i sniffed."Really?Maybe i should cook other food that is not like your mother`s cooking then."my grandmother said."No!I want the food to be always like that."I cried.

My grandmother slowly dropped her head, looking down, staring at the floor. After a long silence, she sighed slowly and whispered, "As you wish then..." She swiftly turned away from me and left, however when she did, I felt a drop of water hit my face. After a while, I understood.

Grandma had been crying.

Suddenly, that tear felt like a blade that sliced through my face, leaving an invisible mark inside my heart. Immediately, I felt a lump in my throat and tears threatened to overflow from my eyes. However, I held them in. I must not be selfish. Everybody was as upset over my parents' deaths as me-if not, more. I cannot drown in my tears and want everybody to understand and soothe my pain when they are also going through a hard time.

No, I must stay strong. For Grandma. For my parents. For myself...

"Thanks for the change"

After going to Facebook,I walked out of the room and saw my grandmother watching television.I sat beside her and looked at the screen in interest."Is anything alright?"my grandmother asked me.I shook my head and walked out of the house.I walked to the park slowly.The wind was huge and I still continued walking.I pass a shop that my parents would always bring me to.Tears rolled down my cheeks as I recalled the past,the happy times before my parents went away.I continued walking down the street to the park and saw the playground that my parents used to bring me to.I ran away and bumped into someone.

I did not looked at the figure. Does not matter, I need nothing but stillness. I apologized, was my awkward walk that nobody has to be hurt from.