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Not Saying Goodnight to My Mother
My biggest regret ever is not saying goodnight to my mother. I was fourteen years old and had to come home from my friend’s house because my mom was sick. She was always sick. I hated her for it. She whispered to me, “Hello honey,” through the pain caused by her disease. I just stared at her and thought how much I hated her. I woke up the next morning to my father crying and my mother dead.
[Male, 17]
