I sat up groggily, the taste of sleep in my mouth, alarmed at my moms gentle sobs choking in her throat. I look at my little clock noticing that I am late for school. I smell the ruined coffee and faint burn of what should have been toast.
"Mom whats wrong?" I say with tears coming to my eyes as I realize I already know the answer.
Her eyes close as a shaky and pathetic comfort smile works its way unto her hallow face, I replay last nights events in my mind.
Taking him to that old faded white door, watching the black farm dog slip to his feet to greet him, watching him mouth the words " i love you" as he wedges his hospital tainted clothes under his iv bruised arm, as I see him for the last time.
The taste of salty water on my lips brings me back to my pathetic "slept in" bed. Mom pulls me into her arms and tells me the six foulest words that will be stained into my ears and heart forever.
" Sweetie, Micheal passed away last night." She says as the sobs contained themselves no longer.
for anyone wondering who micheal is. he was my stepdad
ReplyDeleteIt's soo sad but greatly written. It makes you feel like you're actually there and makes you want to cry :(
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