~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sneaking out of my room I creep down the stairs trying to listen in on what was being said, a police officer was standing in front of the door a sombre look across his face, which only deepened when he looked up noticing me peeking out from on the stairs. Collapsing to the floor wailing at the top of her lungs " no no no not him " my mother cried out, As I stared down at her and the policeman. -------------------------------------------------------------- The funeral was sweet sorrow, for in those moments of raw pain, when it feels as if the loving self screams in silent anguish, there are the memories of the good times. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ No Naija listen to me!" "No! you lied to me Tyler and it wasn't just some little lie either!" I shouted tears threatening to spill from my eyes. "H-how do you expect me to forgive you when you didn't even trust me enough to tell me who you are? I told you everything about me and my life Tyler but yet in return, I get lied to."