Pain. You never really know what the meaning of true pain is until you've lived with it. Brian and Molly have. Brian has had it hard since he was a kid. Abuse, bullies, the whole deal. Molly is loved by most but suffers from pancreatic cancer. The p...
My mom was shocked at the news. I will now be stuck on Earth forever. Only my mom and the dead will be able to see me. It was a little bit surprising but I will get used to it. I wanted to take my mom out since I ruined it for her the last time we tried. " Hey mom, do you want to go grab dinner? I feel bad for ruining it for you the last time." I asked her. "Sure honey. let me just take a shower, and we can go. I think the only place open is Dairy Queen." She said unsure.
I was fine with Dairy Queen. After all it was my favorite place to eat when I was a child. I then remembered that my mom didn't have much money. "Mom, how are we going to pay for this?" I asked. "I thought we were going with Matthew." She said, surprised at the question. "Mom, he can't see me. He'll think your crazy. I can't let him think that." I said, concerned he'd put her in a mental hospital. " Honey, he won't think I'm crazy. Haven't you been talking to him?" She asked. I hadn't thought about the fact that he might be praying. I was scared to answer because I knew that if he had been then I was ignoring him. But if he hadn't been praying then he was lying to my mom.
I couldn't hurt my mom so I changed the subject. "So, what are you going to get for dinner?" I asked. "Oh, I don't know. Probably just the chicken tenders." She said. I knew what she was going to get. It's what she always gets. She said she got it because it reminds her of when she was a child. Her mom would always make her chicken tenders on her birthday. On her 10th birthday her mom ended up getting sick. She was diagnosed with pneumonia. Her body was too weak to fight it. She passed away just s few months later.
That is why I was so reluctant to be taken away from her. She still hasn't gotten over the fact that her mother is gone. I knew that the moment I left this Earth it would all come crashing down. Unfortunately, I was right. When I looked at her that first night I saw her bawling her eyes out into Matthew. He looked like he was angry and sad at the same time. I knew it was my fault. But tonight I would try to make him understand that I didn't want to go. I was snapped out of my thoughts when the door to my mom's bedroom opened. It was Matthew. He was looking for my mom. He happened to gaze my way and as soon as his eyes landed on me they widened. He looked shocked. Could he see me? No, that's not possible. Is it? Is it possible that maybe anyone that prayed for me when I died could see me? Or is he really dead? I didn't want to think about that now, so I put that thought away and continued waiting for my mom to get ready. About 20 minutes later she walked out of the bathroom. She had on some ripped jeans, a blue t-shirt and some white tennis shoes. she had curled her hair and put on some light make-up.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
She looked beautiful. I was happy that she felt good enough to make herself look nice. Over the last four years she had let herself go. It was when I first got cancer that she stopped caring for herself. She was so busy focused on me the she had no time for herself. I put that thought aside and along with it. We left the house and about 5 minutes later arrived at Dairy Queen. My mom and I both got the chicken tenders and Matthew got the angus cheeseburger. We went to a park and ate. We would've stayed at Dairy Queen but they were closing. After eating I didn't want to go back home yet so I asked if we could take a walk around the park. My mom agreed so we got out of the car and started walking. We started remembering the good time. We laughed a lot and we even recreated some of them. Matthew joined us and it was honestly the best time that I had ever had.
After a while I started earing music. It was hard but sad. It was like someone was trying to express their emotions with music. But they didn't want to use somber or melancholy music so they went with rock. Or heavy metal. It was kind of hard to tell. I don't know why but I was drawn to it. I started following the music. I could hear my mom calling for me but I couldn't stop following the music. It got louder and louder until it was so loud it was giving me a headache. I didn't see anyone but I knew someone was there.
I looked everywhere but there was no one in sight. Then the sound of footstep where behind me. I got scared and tensed up. If the had a needle then it would be harder for them to stab me with it, right? The footsteps stopped and they were breathing down my neck. I heard them say hey but I was too scared to turn around. I finally faced the fact that if they were going to kidnap me then I better turn around. I turned around fast and put my elbow up to defend myself. But when I turned around I didn't see an attacker. I saw someone who was much more handsome and had a very generous smile. I saw the man that the music was coming from. The man that I was drawn to. The man that would save me.
