*Ten days later*
I sat alone in my room as I tried to get some work done on my laptop but I just couldn't. My mind wasn't on what I was doing. It kept reverting back to the last few days.
It just feel as if all that had happened was some sort of dream. It felt like it didn't really happen. Oh how I wish it was. How I wish I could just pinch myself and wake up from this nightmare.
I shut my laptop and stood up in frustration. I couldn't focus on what I was doing so what's the use? Four days ago, I said my final goodbye to my parents. Unlike others, I didn't cry.
Even though I wanted to, I couldn't. I've shed enough tears when I found out that they died, to the extent that my eyes were already dried up. It was really hard for me to do it all alone but thankfully, Ryan, Grandma Shelly, Mr
