My tears of diamonds.

My name is christa.i am 13 years old.i live with my parents and my younger brother,damsel.we have been living happily for years now.my parents aren't that rich but was average.my mom was very close to me than my dad,he is always busy working.i, my brother and my mom were very close.my mom is a house wife who takes care of us. When my mother took in I was very happy,my brother was 11 years old then. on the day she was giving birth I was so excited and curious.i was at home on that day with my brother.My father appeared home upset,I couldn't wait to see my new brother so I asked dad if he brought mom and the baby home,instead of answering he broke into tears. "I don't think you will see your mom again not even your brother"Dad continued to cry. "Dad stop saying such things,nothing can ever happen to my mum"i told dad. "I am sorry to say this but your mum didn't make it,she died in labour room and the baby also died"he explained. "Dad what did you say?my mom is dead?"Damsel said as he ran down the stairs. "I am very sorry that she died but both of you have to stop crying and move on". Dad said after a while I broke down,crying.