Your mother Vanessa, woke you up. You're 10 and you're still in Elementary. Your mother was sweet and loved you dearly. She was proud of you and hung your drawings in her office, often times she came home late from work but she made it up to you on the weekends.

"I made you lunch,"

She spoke, pointing at the door

"Dad will pick you up from school today. I have a meeting. I love you, dont give your father a hard time, please baby?

She smiles at you, kissing your forehead