Zera's eyes began to well with tears as she stared at his picture. He had been so happy, so young, and so full of life. She began to sob uncontrollably as she thought of how she could have prevented his death. And she sobbed harder as she thought of all of the other parents that must be feeling the same thing. If only the field trip would have been canceled, or she wouldn't have signed the permission slip, he would still be alive.1
Her first and only son would still be with her. Her little beam of joy would still be with her, helping her cook or clean, or just chattering away. But instead, his cold little body was buried under six feet of earth, mangled beyond the point of being fixed by the morticians. Zera eventually cried herself to sleep, wrapped in her blanket of misery.
Author notes
This is sad. I hope.
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Comments
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Sorry, but two paragraphs is a little short. You described the emotion of misery okay, but it could have been better. It was really sad, but I don't know. I didn't cry. I felt liek I wanted to, but maybe you could've talked about what happened. Maybe you should've delved a little deeper into the regret.
Pretty good. I did really like it though. -
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ok so i liked this lol
it was really sad
i wonder what you would of said to make it longer
like how did the little boy die and stuff like that
it sounda like it would be an awesome long story!
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That IS sad. :[ But in the best way possible.
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