My life was Admirable. I had a mother who loved me unconditionally, and was respected by many. Who wouls have known that sooner rather than later, she would leave me? The night was still. I sat on a rock and stared out to the sea, wondering...why me? I've never noticed before but at night, it almost seems as if the sea cries, moruning every life taken from it, every piece of trash thrown to it. I let out a small cry of dispare as the wind carries my sorrow, far, far away. All night i sit and mourn with the sea, we both have had a very special life taken from us, wrenched from us, leaving us lonley.