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A mother, shaky and tear struck walked into her door. She had just come home from the hospital. Her daughter was diagnosed with cancer, and the doctors tried all the could, but they couldn't save her. The mother walked upstairs. She stopped in front of her daugher's room, and walked inside. She started crying, and lied on her daughter's bed. Without knowing it, the mother fell asleep.
In her dream, the mother saw her child, standing before her, in a white dress, and her hair was pulled into loose braids. "Momma" she said softly. "Momma, it doesn't hurt anymore! And Momma, I have all my hair back." The mother started to cry softly. "Yes sweetie, you do have all your hair back. And I bet it doesn't hurt anymore." Tears started to fall from her cheeks, but she continued to smile. "Momma? Why are you crying?" The mother wiped her tears away. "Beacause I'm so happy, that you're happy. I'm happy that you can finally go and not feel pain. I'm so happy for you..."
*In the paper the next day*
A girl, who died of cancer, unexplainably woke up, asking for her mother. The girl, was healthy, with no sign of cancer what so ever. When paramedics found her mother, her healthy mother with no health problems, she had died. She was smiling, and holding a note. The daughter took the note, and read it over:
My dearest, it read.
For my dearest I took my life, and gave it to you. Please don't cry. I'll be waiting for you, at the gates of heaven so we can walk in together.
 Isotop · Thu Sep 08, 2005 @ 01:32am · 2 Comments |
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