I remember this day, I went for a walk with my own little girl, that was when I met Roger. We were outside the hospital of my own little flower. Where my only three year old baby girl stayed. Permitted a visit out of the hospital once a week, I took all the time outside that I could with her.21
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I closed my journal, my throat feeling slightly dry. I gazed at my beautiful, now ten year old baby girl and smiled sadly.
"Thank you for the story mommy, goodnight" she murmured in her near slumber. "goodnight dearest" I said to the sleeping girl, my little girl bathed in the hospitals white sheets. Roger moved up and kissed her forehead, "night night sweetie." he whispered to her.123
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Tears began to slide down my face, little drops of crystalline salt water. We lay there together, him cradling me as our tears mingled, bathed in white cloth and each others tears.16
Author notes
just a preview, please read the real one, it is much more touching
A contest entry
- Beginning, Middle and End Paragraphs - Easy Points! by Melancholic Smile.
375 points, ended October 17, 2008, 33 entries
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Awww...so good! I read the full story and really enjoyed it. This teaser is very reminiscent of the feel of the original. It was an awesome story!
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aw thanks!
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I'm sure I read the full version of this in a previous contest and really enjoyed it
The teaser makes sense to me because I remember the full version and what happens. I still like this a lot - thanks for entering and good luck

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thanks!
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I am already touched.
This sounds so sad.
Please sent me a link for the story itself.
What inspired you to write this story?
I found it even in all its shortness to take control of me.
I want to know..............
GOOD LUCK

Temaria- Blair

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aw thank you
actually, i wrote it for a contest, i just started writing in my journal about the cruelties of the world. my flower conveys all the sadness i feel about anyone who has ever lost anybody. and especially for the children in northern uganda.
click this link and you will see why this story was written:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z3kInzbc9PI&feature=related
the link for My Flower is: http://storywrite.com/story/204670
thnx :]
love
Alyana♥
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