Im 14 years old, i was very close with my mar. she was like my mum. i still have my mum who is alive but we don't get along. my Mar died on feburary 26th 2010. me and my mum were on our way to westmead childrens hospital for a doctors appointment for myself. we called my great-aunty's house (my mars sister) and asked if she could ask mar if she would like to have coffee later that day. my great-aunty is very disabled. i was still on the phone to my great-aunty then she started crying and calling out my mars name. i said to my mum i thing aunty Gwen has fallen over and she needs help. then my uncle took the phone and said we needed to come to the house quick. i knew something was wrong, i just had a feeling. when we arrived at the house my mum ran in and i followed. my mum opened the bedroom door to find my mar lying the dead. my mum started crying and ran up to my uncle who works at a hospital and was shaking him saying 'do something, do something'. at first when i saw her i didn't believe my eyes. i actually didn't even cry. i was in such shock. i just stood there. everyday i think about her and everyday i wish she was here with us. there's always something i want to tell her or want her to be able to see me do. the day after my mar died was my cousins engagement party. all the family went, but no one seemed upset about my mar.it seemed like they had forgotten that 24 hours ago their mar/mum/sister/mother-in-law, ect had died. to this day it feels like everyone has forgotten about mar. like they don't miss her. i miss her so much and it getting really hard without her here. my family and i fight a lot and Im not doing well at school. all i want is for my mar to be here with me telling me it will be okay. i would give absolutley anything to have my mar back here with me. i miss you so much mar. you'll never leave me. i love you
