Shattered Pieces

Helene's POV

I am broken. My heart is shattered. My mind is destroyed. I feel like a shell in my own body. Breathing has become such a difficult task, as has speaking. I haven't been speaking or moving about since my mother's death. It's been four days since she left us, and one day since her funeral.

People say it gets better as time goes by, but I doubt that's true. It only keeps getting worse.