Till The End

Till The End

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The night I took my last breath. I remember who was by my bedside. I remember the pictures hanging on my wall. The crying of my mother. The sobbing sound of my best friend beside me. I remember the smell of my pillow. I remember the peace I felt. To finally be without pain. So how did I end up here? Where no one could see or hear me. Where I felt empty and alone.
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Well, what would have made me leave my one month daughter in front of the orphanage door , as her mother what pushed me to the extent of leaving her,not being there to see her first sit,crawl,walk ,hear her say her first words hoping it would be related to me, hear her call out to me when she cried, stay up at night with her singing some lullaby,read her some stories, tell her that there was a prince charming who would love her as her father loved me but where was I , staying far away from her, God knows how terrible a mother I was leaving her without even looking back. "I love you Treasure, always and forever, I'm sorry darling, I'm really sorry", I said as I cried telling myself do I really have to do this then I left without turning back hoping she would never hate me,she would remember how much I love her.

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