In this story it is You who is the main character.
The bell rings you run out of school like always. But this time you are running with your white Nike running shoes Mom just bought for you. We all know she is going to be so upset because the "new shoes" like she calls them, even though it has been one week since you first used them, are full of mud. "Oops", you think, "Nothing we can do". While waiting for Mom to pick you up you see John and you see Kelly as well and wave them good-bye. "Hey! What are you doing here?" You say to that tall handsome man. You notice something is wrong with the way his eyes are looking at you, the way he looks at you is never going to be the same. "Kiddo we need to talk." You start to wonder if everything is ok. "Sure Daddy, are you OK?" His eyes fill up with tears and you notice that he is not as strong as the time he lift you up on the family cottage and threw you into the lake.
The trees were green mixed up with yellow and orange. Dad was laughing so much to see that you were trying to grab the small fish with your net. Your bathing suit was bright red, you chose it yourself. Mom was smiling and preparing the BBQ. You ran with Mom gave her a kiss she picked you up and whispered, I love you. You giggled and ran back to Dad, he picked you up and threw you to the lake, you laughed and swam back to where Dad was.
"No kiddo, I'm not OK" A few drops fell from his weak eyes. You walked back home in a strong silence, you were not able to talk, though you did not know what was going on, you knew your life was about to change. When you got home your Grandmother was there, your uncle was there too. You ran upstairs to your parents room to ask Mom what was going on. You opened the door, you could smell her perfume, the one she usually wears. The light in the washroom was on. You ran towards the washroom opened the door... But nobody was there. You looked for her in the walk-in closet, but the only thing left of her was her perfume. Suddenly the door opens and you ask without looking, "Mom..." Dad interrupts you and says, "Kiddo, this is what we need to talk about." Your eyes filled up with tears your eyes were starting to get blurry and you didn't understand what was going on with your body it was shaking, and you couldn't make it stop. "Kiddo, Mommy had an accident. And she went to heaven." You feel your whole body numb, you fell to the floor unable to react.
The days pass, and you are unable to remember since everything happened so fast. Dark. Was all you could remember. People wearing sun glasses, skirts, shirts, and you couldn't wear your white Nike running shoes, you had to wear your dress black shoes. Your white Nike running shoes were still at home right were you left them full of mud. And Mom will never be there again to be upset about them being dirty.
What you do remember is when you were all gathered aroung the coffin at the cementery, the priest was speaking words you barely were listening to and flowers were thrown at the coffin. This was the worst feeling you are unable to understand. The coffin was being lowered to the ground. You looked around, your dad was not your dad anymore, you couldn't understand why he was crying. He seems even younger when he cries. You suddenly realized you have never seen him cry. The coffin started to go lower and lower until it was on the ground. A feeling you can't explain was inside you, it was suddenly ripped out of you. It was like if your soul has just being sucked out of you. You can't belive it's your Mom who is in the box, who will no longer, move, talk, smile, laugh, or whisper I love you. You move forward to stare at the coffin in which your Mom is in, dirt starts to cover the coffin. You start crying, it seems unstoppable, you soul is being broken apart by the separation you are just experiencing. You wish it was all a dream. But it strikes you, this is not a dream, the separation has been definite the coffin is totally covered, and you realize, this is the last time you'll be so close to your Mother.
Author's Note:
What I believe is that cremation would be better, it is less painfull, the separation is not as hard as when you see the coffin going down. I hope you enojoy my writtings and find that in all of them you learn something new. Thanks for reading, Nora Oooh and Comments are more than welcome!!
"No kiddo, I'm not OK" A few drops fell from his weak eyes. You walked back home in a strong silence, you were not able to talk, though you did not know what was going on, you knew your life was about to change. When you got home your Grandmother was there, your uncle was there too. You ran upstairs to your parents room to ask Mom what was going on. You opened the door, you could smell her perfume, the one she usually wears. The light in the washroom was on. You ran towards the washroom opened the door... But nobody was there. You looked for her in the walk-in closet, but the only thing left of her was her perfume. Suddenly the door opens and you ask without looking, "Mom..." Dad interrupts you and says, "Kiddo, this is what we need to talk about." Your eyes filled up with tears your eyes were starting to get blurry and you didn't understand what was going on with your body it was shaking, and you couldn't make it stop. "Kiddo, Mommy had an accident. And she went to heaven." You feel your whole body numb, you fell to the floor unable to react.
The days pass, and you are unable to remember since everything happened so fast. Dark. Was all you could remember. People wearing sun glasses, skirts, shirts, and you couldn't wear your white Nike running shoes, you had to wear your dress black shoes. Your white Nike running shoes were still at home right were you left them full of mud. And Mom will never be there again to be upset about them being dirty.
What you do remember is when you were all gathered aroung the coffin at the cementery, the priest was speaking words you barely were listening to and flowers were thrown at the coffin. This was the worst feeling you are unable to understand. The coffin was being lowered to the ground. You looked around, your dad was not your dad anymore, you couldn't understand why he was crying. He seems even younger when he cries. You suddenly realized you have never seen him cry. The coffin started to go lower and lower until it was on the ground. A feeling you can't explain was inside you, it was suddenly ripped out of you. It was like if your soul has just being sucked out of you. You can't belive it's your Mom who is in the box, who will no longer, move, talk, smile, laugh, or whisper I love you. You move forward to stare at the coffin in which your Mom is in, dirt starts to cover the coffin. You start crying, it seems unstoppable, you soul is being broken apart by the separation you are just experiencing. You wish it was all a dream. But it strikes you, this is not a dream, the separation has been definite the coffin is totally covered, and you realize, this is the last time you'll be so close to your Mother.
Author's Note:
What I believe is that cremation would be better, it is less painfull, the separation is not as hard as when you see the coffin going down. I hope you enojoy my writtings and find that in all of them you learn something new. Thanks for reading, Nora Oooh and Comments are more than welcome!!
2 comments:
THAT'S WHY WE HAVE TO APPRECIATE OUR LOVE ONES EVERYDAY " NOW " ... IT IS AWFULL TO EVEN THINK NOT TO HAVING THEM WITH US.... GOOD BY? ...NOOOO.... SAY I LOVE U. THIS I TRY TO APPLY FROM NORIX (WHICH I HAVE HEARD HER WHEN TALKING TO HER PARENTS) ... AND FROM CHAVELA VARGAS !
LOVE ALWAYS
JESSIK aKA. CHOPPER
Life is a b**** that loves to kick people in the back but ....."there's always a first time"....to kick back
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