personal

6 - 8 years

Emily, January 2010
My mum died 6 years ago when I was 10. I never knew to take it seriously while she was ill because I thought she was invincible. We were close, I loved her so much. She died in the early hours of the morning in October 2003. I woke up that morning and everything was normal, my dad went to the hospice to see her. My grandparents had been living with us in her last few months to spend time with their daughter so they stayed behind to look after my sister and I. We got the call just after my dad had left, I picked up the phone and they asked to speak to my grandad. I knew what the news was just by looking at his face, I was never actually told that she had passed away but I just said "No" to my grandad and he cried and said "yes." I had never been so hysterical, I ran to her room and started punching her bed, then I told my sister in the worst possible way, I practically screamed at her "mum's dead" and she didn't believe me at first.

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