In Loving Memory
He remebered the fall. That was it. But this was unfamiliar. A room of pure white,
so beautifully eerie, a ripple of joy spread to his fingertips. And then an angel was
in front of him. He knew it only because of her majestic beauty and stunning
glow. There was no questioning what she was. She spoke to him in voice that
remined him of liquid gold. "you have a choice to make," she sang. "you may
come home to your father with me or you may stay with your family here on earth.
If you choose to stay, things will be difficult. Your family will suffer the pain of
seeing your empty eyes and lose hope. You will not recognize the ones you love
and you will have trouble adjusting to the unfamiliar life you once had." He knew
what she was trying to tell him. He knew what he had to choose, but the pain of
leaving his family held his answer on his tounge. "please," he whispered to the
angel. " Please... let me say goodbye. That's all I ask." She looked him in the eye
with her shocking eyes and smiled. Her face blurred as he melted into a new
room and she was gone. The new room was small and very sad. The he sensed
the sorrow as if he could smell it. He suddenly realized that he was in a hospital
room. a room that he had faced many times in his life. In the center of the room
he saw a small bed. All around the bed he saw people so unbearably distraught,
he didn't even recognize them. And then with a shock, he discovered that this
was his family. His friends. And every single person that he held dear to his
heart. The bed held his own body, lifeless except for the steady rise and fall of his
chest. slowly he understood. It was his time to say goodbye. he took a step
closer stopping right behind his parents. Their tearful faces looked down at the
boy in the bed with anxiety, as if they were waiting for him to wake. "I will not
wake" he told them. they did not move and he was already aware that they did not
here nor see him. "I won't open my eyes because Im dreaming. Im dreaming of
you, and I know that if I open my eyes, you will be gone. I'm sorry but i will never
stop dreaming of you. He turned around to find that the angel was waiting
patiently behind him. "Come home," she said quietly and raised out a hand to
take his own. with one last glance at his family he whispered, "I love you," and
slid his hand into the soft skin of the angels. the white light again surouded him
and a warm wind traveled through him bringing him upword and on his way
home.
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