Torn ( klaus love story)

Memories

Alexandra---

Everything was black now, the world has lost its color now that my brother is gone.

The church was full of the humbles and some gypsies they where all dressed in black except me.

My brother always said that when the days are black wear white, be the light in the darkness.

Today is a dark day. I wore my plain white dress with the black corset. I had my mother's white seashell rosary and a small bouquet of white Lillie's.

I sat on the front row with Salma and six of the men that carried Manuel's coffin.

The Father calls us all to rise. We bow our heads and pray to God and the Virgin Mary.

"and now, if any of you would like to say a few last words before we go to the burial now is the time.

the six men stand up and go to the front. They talk about the childhood memories they had with my brother, what a good man he was.

They look into my brothers coffin, they make the sign of the cross on his forehead as a blessing and they sit.

I stand and head to my brother's side.

"My brother... He.. ummm. When we where kids we use to play hide and seek in the woods. Our mother always told us not to go in too deep because it was dangerous. One day while I was flower picking I saw something in the grass move. Turned out to be a snake. I couldn't move I was too scared. The snake came closer to me, it was about to strike. My brother quickly smashed it with a rock. He killed it and I started crying. He asked why? I said ' I couldn't move.. it was going to kill me and I couldn't move I couldn't do anything.'  He hugged me and said ' its alright you where just scared. Its ok to be scared. You have to be strong tho Alexandra. In life there are going to be many times when you will be scared. but you have to remember to be strong. and when you are you won't be scared anymore. Ill always be here to fight for you, to protect you always but one day you will have to be strong'"

I choke on the last word. I look down at my brother. His face looks peaceful and restful as if he where still sleeping.

"I am scared now," a tear roles down my face. " I am scared of saying goodbye to my brother for the last time. but I am strong enough to do it. I might not see him for some time but I will again someday. and we will laugh and play like we use to in the woods. In the mean time I will be missing you brother I love you, so much."

I place my mother's rosary in his hands. I place a kiss on his cheek and go sit down.

The father calls one more time for prayer. I bow my head and pray. Pray for him and pray for strength to get through this.