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As I sit and watch the rain fall out my window, I remeber what happened that day. We sat in our room playing dolls while it rained outside. We waited for mom to come home from work. The rain pelted down on our house and it was getting darker outside. We wondered where mom was but just set it aside. As it got darker and darker, we decided to sit by the window and watch for her. I remeber the phone ringing and we didnt answer it because mom always said not to answer the phone or door if she wasnt home. Time passed and still no mom. Finally we grew tired of waiting and went to bed, thinking she was just working late. I remeber the cop waking me up. Then I remeber my sister coming to me and crying. I remember grandmother coming to get us. We drove over to her house in the still pouring rain. I remeber her crying. Now I still sit here by the window, hoping mom will come home. I sit here, clutching the artical about the woman sliding off the bridge to her death, waiting for mom to come home.