I entered the home, my father once occupied. the silence was too loud, as I pictured him and my mom sitting by the window.

his once loud laughter, that could fill every room, was now filled with nothing but the air we breathed.

I continued to walk in, before closing the door behind me. I softly announced my presence as I searched for my mom.

"I can't believe he's really gone" I sighed.

"mom.." I called out, while maneuvering around the house.

"why is it so dark anyway!" I seethed while flicking switch.

as the light flickered on, my mother sat in a far corner rocking herself back and fourth.

"m-mom?" I questioned the sight of her.

"dear, dear is that you?" she asked while looking away from the wall.

her eyes connected with my own, and she sprung to her feet.

"honey, you came back for me" she cheered deliriously.


she continued giggling and fawning over me as she stuck to my side like glue.

I shifted my body, as I attempted to get away.


"I'll cook your dinner for you!" she announced, before kissing my cheek.

"I must be dreaming," I wondered as I walked towards my room.

"she saw dad get killed, of course she'd be messed up, but this, this is too much" I thought as I laid back against my bed.

"what exactly happened dad?" I questioned before allowing my eyes to shut, the sweet darkness was like a breath of fresh air, as I thought about the accident that occurred.


a delicious aroma, came floating in his room, making his body move on it's own.

he left out his room, and walked towards the kitchen, where he witnessed his mother singing and cooking happily.

"what the hell..."


he looked taken aback, as he stood behind her, he looked over her shoulder, and saw she was making his dad's favorite dish.


"mom, why are you making beef pot pie?" I asked.


"although, It does look good" he complimented while licking his lips.


"I'm making your favorite, dear " she chimed as she slide it into the oven.


"that's not my favorite dish, mom, that's dad favorite"


"go shower, dinner will be ready in a little bit" she ordered, as she continued making dinner.


"what the hell..." he mouthed as he strutted towards the bathroom.