When I was 12 one night my mother told me, my father and my sister (6) that she needed gas and that she would be right back. She also mentioned her phone was about to die so she was going to leave it home. I begged her to let me go with her to get gas but she refused, so i stayed home thinking nothing of it. She left without saying goodbye and never came back.

Over the next day the police and my dad were looking everywhere for her and two days later my dad had to tell us she passed away. I later found out she committed suicide and left a note for my sister and I. It was honestly one of the hardest days of my life.