A family friend recently passed away. She was so young. I was inspired to write this. Its long and pretty emotional, but I hope you will enjoy it: As I lay in bed, with the stars above me, I knew something was not right. I felt strange, almost foreboding feeling drifted over me. The room grew colder, I could see my breath, even though it was summer and the heat was unbearable. I was fine with it though, compared to the bitter winter that was before this hot summer. Chattering, I pulled my blanket closer to my chin and I heard a soft, faint, yet powerful voice that echoed within the darkness. It said my name: “Marissa” I looked around, hoping it was a dream, I even pinched myself, feeling a slight pain in my arm. It was no dream. In panic, I tried to get up and run, but my limbs were immobile as if someone had glued them to the bed. A dark figure approached my bed, with arms extended, all the while saying, “Marissa” in an ominous voice that reminded me of drops of water falling inside an empty, metal container, with the dull echoes that are both faint and loud, all at once. All at once, I knew who my mysterious guest was as I shouted, “I am not ready yet! I am only nineteen!” With a sad smile, death replied, “But we are ready for you, you are no longer needed here.” He then grabbed my neck with his clammy hands and I could feel myself slipping from my body. I grew weaker as I thought of my dreams that never came true, the family and friends I would leave behind, regrets, tears I could no longer cry, I silently said goodbye, took one last breath, took one last lingering glance towards my body, the very vessel that had carried me through this world, and I had to leave it behind, I pressed my ghostly lips to the cold corpse, and took death’s hand. I sighed and allowed death to carry me as I forced myself to not look back. I could never go back no matter how badly I wanted to go back. I do not even know where my journey ends with death. No matter what, I will go on an adventure. Even though not all of my dreams were fulfilled, I lived a wonderful life and it’s only beginning. But please, enjoy life here while you can. Your mortality is slipping away, treasure each moment, and follow your dreams. That’s my last gift to you. Good luck.
Posted on: Tue, 01 Jul 2014 02:28:09 +0000
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