I remember once when I was little at a summer camp. On day, a pretty girl walked passed me and I spoke out loud to myself "She was pretty." all of a sudden another girl walks up to me and calls me gay. I had no clue what it meant. This same girl has the nerve to come up to me that same week and tell a "yo momma" joke. I was seven and my mom had died during the previous school year. She said and I seriously quote "so she's still fat and stupid." I punched that girl twice and slammed her head in the sand before she could blink. My mom was the most beautiful, sweetest woman I has ever known in my life. Everyone who knows her say I look exactly like her. I never want to hear someone be as low and vile as that girl. It has been almost eight years (she died August 25, 2004. Thirteen hours after my little brother was born) and I miss my mom with all my heart. I wish she hasn't been stripped off this Earth so young.
R.I.P Krista Denise Humphrey Hough
April 8, 1968-August 25, 2004