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Dušica was 12 when her mother died of cancer: And then she saw a woman on social media who looked exactly like her mother
I was twelve years old when they told me my mother had died. There wasn't much explanation, just a short sentence spoken, almost casually, as if it was something that shouldn't be touched too much. I remember that day — I was too young to understand like adults can, but old enough to realize that the people around me were avoiding my gaze. It was as if everyone knew something more, and I was the only one left in the dark. Only when I turned 15 did my grandmother tell me that my mother had died of cancer.
TL;DR
- The narrator's mother died when she was twelve years old.
- The initial explanation for her mother's death was vague and downplayed.
- Around the narrator, adults avoided her gaze, suggesting they knew more than they were telling.
- At fifteen, her grandmother revealed that her mother had died of cancer.
- The narrator felt excluded from the full truth about her mother's death.