She just passed away a couple of hours ago.
On Friday, she was puking all day.
I left Friday at 6 or 7 PM to go to my dads house.
I come home from my dads today, 6:30 PM.
There is blood all over here, she wouldn't wake up, but I believe she was breathing.
Most likely in a coma.
I grab the phone, and run upstairs to the neighbors screaming and calling 911 (emergency number for those who don't know) at the same time. Okay, not screaming, just talking really fast in a panic.
Ambulance comes and all that stuff, I'm trying to relax and never cried until my dad got back. Too many questioning police
Not long after that (no one has been telling me ANYTHING) my dad walks over and tell me her just got bad news. I break out crying and am stuck outside for a few more hours. Like, until 9 PM.
No one knows what is going on now, I'm at my dads house, so if I start disappearing you'll know why.