Delia rushed into her mother's house, slamming the door behind her so the rain wouldn't get inside the home. She then walked over to her mother's room, hoping that she was okay.
Delia had gotten a call from her mother's doctor half an hour ago, saying that she didn't have much of a chance to survive as her illness was getting far worse by the minute.
"Mom!" Delia shouted, swinging open the door to her mother's room. On the bed was a pale woman who looked almost asleep, and next to the bed was the doctor.
"I'm sorry, she doesn't have much time. You should talk to her." The Doctor shook his head. He stood up and left the room, leaving Delia and her mother alone.
Delia walked up to her mother, and hugged the pale woman. She then came back up, tears rolling down her face. Her mother looked at Delia, and smiled. She placed her hand on Delia's stomach.
"The baby will grow up to be strong. I know it." The woman whispered.
Delia's face suddenly brightened up. Her mother's strength, undying spirit, and true bravery would live in the baby. It was like her mother said - she just knew it.
"Mom..." Delia could only watch as her mother laid her head back, closing her eyes while a smile was still gleaming across her face. Delia knew that her mother died a peaceful death, which would've been the way she wanted to leave the world. But feeling saddened by her death didn't seem right to Delia. She felt something else. Gratitude.
"Thank you."
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Pallet - A Pokémon Story
Fanfiction~Some of the events in this story is from the story of Ash Ketchum that you may not know. Most of the events in the book is cannon to the anime though not actually explained~ (Credit to HDvee's Video about Ash's Childhood)
