Personal Narrative: My Mother Changed My Life

The last words my mother said to me were "Be a better women than I was."It was something she had always told me even before she was sick, I never knew what she really meant by it but now as I look back I now know.When I was only eight my mother died of,Cholera I can only think of how peaceful she looked when she lay their cold on her bed. Before that she was is so much pain, always telling my father to just end her suffering.But my father could never bring himself to it, he loved her too dearly to lose her sooner than her time. When my mother died my father was depressed for months he wouldn 't even look at me, knowing he 'd see my mother in my appearance.I always had the look of my mother everyone always told me, but until then I never believed them. My mother and i both had long flowing blond hair and jewel like green eyes.
It took my father seven years to remarry, when he did the women he was with was obviously a gold digger, she never loved my father. I knew the only reason he married her was so if he died I wouldn 't be alone.Two weeks after their marriage my father dies of poisoning, no one thought anything more of the issue, only I knew it was her.I stayed with her although all her many partners, she dared not do the same as she did to my father knowing then people would learn.Many of her many partners …show more content…
Daniel should 've shot me while he had the chance. After that night I went back to what I had always done, I promised to myself I would never love again afraid the same would occur. I died on a summer day, late June of some new disease that was coming about, but i was ready to die because even though it had been eight years I still could not let go of Daniel, he was the last entity on my mind.I shall forever remain a harlot in body in soul,never to love or be loved. And that 's how I ended up on this hill laying still in a grave, rotting like everyone else on the hill in spoon river