When my love ones leave.Im in tears .Hiding from my fears of being next on the road of death. As i cry and whine begging god to send my love ones back to me I relized that not every time your prayers are answered because I prayed "god give them back".That night as i sat infront of a plate of fried chicken and rice ,as good as it looked i couldn't dare touch it. My love ones cellphone sat inches away from me knowing that it would never be used again by it's owner because death has took them aIway.As I sat there in a sad mood and stared at it,when suddenly a tear fell from my eyes. Just then my phone ring .............could it be who i think it was no their dead never to return again.............or are they? Scared out of my mind i pick up the phone to see the number .....................i gasp for air .....No it can't be......CALLING FROM THEIR CELL THAT SAT INCHES AWAY .And the name JAZMINE came up