Her headaches are constant, increasing in pain with each passing day. She can't even manage to stand on her own, it's gotten so bad. He sat at the edge of her bed and watched her sleep. He saw that she was crying in pain as she slept. He wanted to wake her up but he wasn't sure what to do. It killed him to see his mother in pain. Seems just like yesterday she was just fine, before she was diagnosed with Creutzfeldt-Jakob Disease. It's a rare disease that shrinks the brain, and it has no cure. Now you think of saying there's no use in praying and still, she bows her head so she can say, "Thank you for just one more day."1
~Remembering the day, when the she wasn't sick.
"Good morning, Sunshine." She smiled as he walked downstairs for breakfast. "How was your rest last night?" she asked as she set his plate on the table.
"Good." He said and sat down. The sunray's from the window shined onto her face, supernatural patience graces her face and her voice never raises, all because of a love never let go of, never let go.~2
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He woke up to hearing his mother screaming in pain, like she does alomost every night. When he was halfway down the hall, her screams grew faint. He walked quicker and flung open the door. He has every reason to throw up his fists in the face of his God, who let his mother die. Through all the prayers and tears, She still passed in pain anyway. He felt his heart drop as he fell to his knee's, crying. Now you think of saying there's no use in praying and still, he bows his head so he can say, "Thank you for ending her pain." After he was done praying, he got up and walked over to his mother. He put his shakey hands over his mothers eyes and closed him. As he closed them, he felt a sharp pain in his throat, it was the most hardest thing he thought he had to ever do. He pulled the blanket over her face and let her rest in peace, as he called the rest of his family and arranged the funeral.3
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It was the day of the funeral and he walked over to the casket, where she layed, to say a few words about his mother. The sunrays shined down upon him,supernatural patience graces his face and his voice never raises, all because of a love never let go of.4
As I watched my neighbor spoke, he is teaching me, what love really means. I would never forget the look in his eyes as he spoke about his mother, it wasn't sadness or anger, it was a look of thankfulness and faith and supernatural patience graces his face and his voice never raises, all because of a love never let go of.
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Author notes
The lyrics are in italics.
A contest entry
- Every Song Has A Story by Dassy.
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I wasn't sure how o end it...I hope it was good...
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Very vivid portrait of loss, of beauty gone, but not forgotten, just gone to a place without pain.
I like how you transition between the events, and how you include the mother's earlier smiling days. Very concise, well written peace. You integrated the song lyrics in well. This was a very well written portrait of a painful experience that so many know and can relate to.
I don't really have any criticism. I was going to say describe the mother's personality more, but I don't think that's necessary. I already got the vibe she was very kind and loving from the flash back.
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I said portrait a lot lol
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This was really good. I love how you incorporated the lyrics into the story. You really made it seem as if the song was being formed from this exact scene. Great job!
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This great and I love it! I can understand how does it feel. Well, in other way, it's scared me. Remind me about death.
But,however, this is great. I think you can add more details or explenation about how does it feel. That would be good. Gud luck!
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This was very emotional bunny. I know I'm also mad when there's still pain and it seems as if God does nothing about it. But I guess everything happens for a reason.
Great Job, but you could also add a bit more details from maybe even your experience on this. Like how people when they're depressed forget to eat, and they always seem to not really be there. But gazing somewhere else as if only half of them are living anymore.
Thanks for introducing me to this song
~Lone
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I know I could've added more detail but I'm lazzzzyyyyy.
I hate my laziness. xD Thanks for the comment.
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