6:45 AM
I woke up that morning with my back aching and my neck sore. I stretched my body so I would feel at least somewhat relieved. After forcing myself to get up and take a shower, I put on some random clothes and went down the stairs.
I looked at the kitchen and thought about how my mother would always be there, making me something to eat. When I looked over at the old and rusty ‘Happy Birthday’ sign. Sighing when I walked past it into the kitchen to make myself some food. I never looked up when I left the house.
7:30-10:00 AM
I went to work and my manager told me they would promote me.
10:00 AM - 12:00 PM
I planned on telling my friends about my promotion.
12:00 PM -3:00 PM
I got off work.
3:30 PM - 4:00 PM
I called my friends so we could meet at a cafe. When I reached the cafe, I was nervous.
4:00 - 5:00 PM
My friends and I chatted for a while before I finally told them the news.
“Really?! That’s amazing I’m so happy for you.”
“We should go to a club and celebrate!”
I agreed.
“Oh yeah. I haven’t seen your mom in a while, how is she doing?”
5:45 - 10:00 PM
I felt dull.
10:00 - 11:00PM
The only sober friend drove each of us home.
11:50 PM
I shakily walked into my house. It was dark. I stumbled to turn on the lights. I LOOKED UP to the ceiling and saw my mother hanging. Dried blood on her body.
I dropped to my knees.
“I didn’t mean to kill her.“
