She died slowly in that hospital bed; heart racing, as if she was running; her legs began to give out, as she lost the long battle with death. He finally caught up, and this time gained success. In all of his glory, this one is one which brought not joy, but sorrow and grief. She lived a long life, and i believe her death was only the beginning because living is death and death is living. And while my grandmother lost all feel of emotion, strength and life i had yet to lose them. Her passing became my burden, my grief, my sadness. The door crept open, my eyes rose from the sockets just as the sun from a hill.“Nyrisha wake up, bad news… your grandmother is dead.” ZAP, as the crow laid paralyzed in the street, unsure of her emotions, just looking into the sky for reassurance, a tear filling the ducts, electricity moving throughout her body, and she knows what happened. She’s just in so much disbelief that she’s become ignorant to the predicament. As I pressed the phone to my ear I could make out sniffles, they were my dad’s. The darkness of my room became more noticeable, the smell, taste and emptiness began to reveal themselves. Although I had the urge to sob, my eyes remained dry. The door which grew silent remained talkative as my mom stood in the doorway. Sniffles again, I could tell he was ready to jump from a bridge and let the waters soak the sorrows of his heart. The crow began to contemplate her surroundings, she began to acknowledge the dilemma, when the ignorance departed she spread her wings, lifted and flew high into the horizon .As she disappeared I began to embrace the sad truth “Nyrisha wake up, bad news… your grandmother is DEAD.”
Video reasoning: The reason i chose this video was because for awhile after my grandmother died i listened to this song, it inspired me to live my life while i'm here to the fullest.
Citation: http://www.youtube.com
'No name'
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Picture reasoning: This teddy bear is the same kind of bear my grandmother gave me.
Citation: http://s.ecrater.com/stores/192525/4ed187c9d5ba5_192525n.jpg
Citation: http://s.ecrater.com/stores/192525/4ed187c9d5ba5_192525n.jpg