Dear Diary,
Today was just a normal day for me and my mom. We live in this secluded house with a pretty garden, away from the hustling and bustling of the city. Just the two of us.
I quietly went to her while she was happily looking at our pretty garden over the window in her room. Smiling from ear to ear, I handed her a glass of water and the pill she takes every day.
My mother remembered h...