stercameandtoldmytwoteacherswhathadhappened.Iwastakingarestthatday.Iknewithadsomethingtodowithmymother.Ikeptthinkingthatsheeitherdiedorhadgottenbetter.HowIwishedthatshehadgottenbetter.Whenmyteachertookmeoutside,mysisterranuptome.Shestartedcrying,“She’sgone.Teresa,mommy’sgone.She’sdead.”Icouldn’tbelieveit.Wejumpedintothecaranddrovestraighttothehospital.Mostofmyfamilywerethere.Thesilencewasterrible.IknewIhadtosaygoodbye.TodaywhenIlookback,Istillmissmymotherverymuch,butIknowthatIwilllive.Mymotherwasastrongmother,whohadthebiggestheart.Mymotherwasanangelwalkingontheearth.Iwillalwaysrememberherasliving.Whensomeoneisaskedwhotheirhero(英雄)is,theyusuallysaysomeonefamous,likeMichaelJordanorBritneySpears.Whensomeoneasksmewhomyherois,Itellthem,mymother.Mymotherliveseveryday.Thatiswhatmakesheratruehero.