trail+or+tears+kristenn+V

Son: I remebered watching you fall to the ground. You hit the ground like a stone. Mother: I was upset. I wanted to kill him, Andrew Jackson. I never wanted to kill someone so badly and for once I actually ment it. Son: Yes, the devils son he made us move along the missipi river to where oklahoma now lies. We where surronded by people who lost many, but we soon found out they we would lose our own too. Mother: Oh yes That horrible trip cost our family. Your father, he was such a brave man he took the fall for others. He fed others, and let himself starve. and then there was your brother.......(couldn't go on) Son: He cuaght that disease that was sneaking around. It was 1838, it was cold and wet. Everyone was deranged. I tried to hold on to my brother and also my best freind, but he couldn't take it any longer. He died so young only at 10. Maybe I should havbe been the one to die. Mother: You should never say that it happened for a reason. I **needed** you to be there for me, I couldn't make it with out you. That day i fell everything came back to haunt me; your brother's death, your father, the sarrow, and people with empty hearts filled around us. Son: I held on to with all my life. I couldn't watch you leave me becuase if you were gone then I would be one of those people with there hearts filled with emptyness. I had watched many people die, but what would happen if I couldn't see that anymore, wut if i were the one bieng watched dieing......