I woke up. And wished I didn't, I thought it was just a terrible night mare, little did I know that my thoughts was just a wish, that can never come to pass. I had lost everything.... yeah everything. I kept trying to recapture some images from last night, but all in vain. My heart was beating, my head was hurting. Then I realized I was actually in a hospital bed. I kept thinking about who might have done this to us. To my family, my dad and my sweet mom. I just couldn't believe they were gone, I'm just eighteen. No!!! God!! Why!!?. My name is Diego I'm the only child of my parents. It took my parents twelve good years to have me. And now they are gone. But how? I only went inside to get my coat, we were goin out for a movie as a family, I went back in to get my coat wen I heard the car exploded. Someone has set a bomb on our car but how could I know who and why, they have taken everything away from me, my happiness, my smile everything. My dad was just a school football coach, and my mom was an artist. My dad was the best he really loved football, but me on the other hand didn't I had no passion for it. My dad tried his best to make me play football, but all in vain, he even added me to his school football team, but I didn't take it seriously because I was terrible with the ball. So he gave up. My mom made me understand life through art, she would always say that, "humans looks different in the outside but in the inside we are all the same and that is the art of God" she was beautiful strong and really brave. We were a perfect family that was content with what we had, but now there is no we it's just me and the word.