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My mother was favorite out of everyone in my family. She was smart, beautiful, and one of a kind. Even though she was smart...she didn't have the sense of wether or not things were good or bad. Everyday she would rarely eat or drink, to make matters worse she was lach'tos in tolerent. We URGED her to eat, we even tried force, but before we knew it...it was too late. One day she just collapsed onto the floor, not moving a muscle.

The next day...the doctor reported that she had ovary cancer. They had surgery to move well, he poop and pee place...I;m not sure what its called, cause I'm still too young. I didn't get what that was either. So I just didn't think to much about it, I just thought, She's just sick

Day after day, month after month, she never got better. She got worse. You would think, well she has a possibility right? wrong. My mother hated doctors and medicine, she perfered old kinds like remedys. She died shortly after.

My mother...Monica...lived for 2 years always knowing she had cancer. My mother did not make the best out of it, instead she let herself die. You might think of it as suicide, I think it was a chance for freedom. Sometimes I dream of myself killing her, watching her die, seeing her fall limp right before me. I wake up with sweat upon my face and tears flowing down my cheeks.

This is what she said to me before she even had cancer.
"Never forget, I will always be with you. I love you because you are Beverly."

I cherish these words and I wil never EVER forget her.

Always thinking and dreaming of you mother,
Your daughter Beverly