It.

How death is always by our side.

It was with her when she was born. It watched as she took her first steps. It gazed in the dark while she slept. It was with her when she received her first kiss. It stared from the crowd at graduation patiently waiting. It was in the room when she gave birth but stayed it’s hand. It was there when her children had children. Each day it walked closer and closer. Finally it grasped her hand, she smiled as if it was a old friend… One day we will all walk with death, keep your head up. It is not the end but a new beginning.

Reviews

[costa siwale]

i enjoyed this short story, philosophical really. well done

[Mark]

Awesome! Thanks!

[Yui Tarsis]

...wow. I'm at a complete loss for words... just... wow...
That was amazing... and so short too! Great story!

[Mark]

Thanks!!! I like to believe life is a long span of time but the older I get, the shorter it seems to be. We waste a lot of time doing mundane things when really we should focus on enjoying a full life.