Losing my mother at the age of eleven was the moment my childhood came to an end.

One day she was laughing with me on the shore, and the next she was gone — a sudden accident that shattered our world.

My father was never the same after that. I grew older, went to school, built a career, yet deep inside there was always an emptiness I couldn’t fill. I carried her memory everywhere – her gentle voice, her radiant smile like a shadow I could never escape.

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