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So this is something that came to mind, it's really sad, yes but it's just something that I think I would go through if my mom died, so hope you enjoy!!

Song~ Mother by Pink Floyd

          Death was taking its sweet time as my body lay unable to move in a hospital bed. Fate was malicious sometimes, it ruled over the world in a sick way. No matter what you do, you can't get away from it's rule, you can seal your fate or change it, but either way, fate has all control. Yet mine was unforgiving, as was many's. If you wanted to escape you couldn't unless it wanted you to. I lay there, day after day, unmoving, unfeeling, used. I had given all my body had to give, but fate wouldn't let me die. That was my only wish by now, to die. I couldn't see, I was blind. I couldn't feel, I was paralyzed, numb. I was mentally drained, I no longer felt as many feelings.

    "Lile?" (Pronounced Lie-el) I felt my shoulder being touched.

   "Hey... Dad brought you something." I could barely make out the voice. It was my twin sister, the one who had been by my side since birth. She had always protected me and that's exactly what I felt as the hand on my shoulder rubbed calming motions. Even in my subconscious state she still felt the need to protect me.

   I felt my left hand being picked up and an object pressed into it. I couldn't move my hand so I couldn't tell what the object was.

   "It's your mother's wedding ring. I want you to Umm, well, never mind. I wanted you to have it." I smiled mentally at my dad stumbling on his words. He wanted to say I want you to be buried with it, but he was too cowardly to say it. That's the reason I loved my dad though, he never had the balls to say something he wanted to.

   "We both wanted you to have it..." I could hear the sad smile in her voice. My mother had passed away quite a long time ago. It was one of the reasons I was lying here in this bed anyway. After she passed my life came crashing down, my older brother left us and that made my dad start drinking. My sister would leave the house and stay out all night because it broke her heart to see dad in his condition.

     I tried to hold the object in my hand, but my body wouldn't let me. I was straining so hard, trying to get my body to listen to me and hold on to the last thing I had left of her.

  "I wanted to give you this too." I heard my dad say as he placed something on my chest.

  "It's the clay castle you made for her in 6th grade, you know she loved it so much. I want you to have it, I know it means a lot to you and to her." My dad whispered. I could feel he was in a chair by my bed.

   "My son, I love you. I know your mother loves you too." I could hear slight sobbs coming from both sides of my room. A door was opened and I could hear the doctors voice.

  "I'm afraid it's all up to you Sir. Will you keep the life support on, or will you turn it off? I don't believe he will wake up, it's been a year. " I could hear my dads voice crack as he spoke his answer.

   "I want him to see his mother again, I want him to leave and walk with her in the light. I want my son to be free. Set him free for me. Turn it off." I could hear a pen hit paper, my dad probably signing a form to let me go.

   "I want you to know, my boy, I love you. I hope to see you again soon, we'll all be together one day, it'll be like old times. I can't wait to see you and mom waiting for me..." I felt a kiss on the top of my head and my sister followed.

  "I'll be with you one day, baby brother. Like dad said, I can't wait to see all of y'all waiting for me up there. We can all walk away together, we'll be happy again. I promise." I felt her drop her head to my chest, she was crying hard by now.

   "I'll never forget this sound. The sound of your heart, I've known if for so long, it'll be hard to live without it." I felt a kiss on my nose.   Her tears hit my face like a waterfall. I was crying on the inside. I heard a gasp, my sister.

   "It's okay baby, there won't be any tears up there." I heard her say. I must be crying in my paralyzed form.

   "I love you my dear brother, remember, mom was always proud of you. I bet she's waiting right now, ready to see her precious boy. Goodbye my baby boy, goodbye." I heard footsteps go out of the room. I heard buttons being pushed, the beeping beginning to stop. My breathing became heavy, my heart slowing, I knew it would be soon that I could finally see my darling mother.

    3rd Person POV

        His body was dressed in an armor of love. The best suit the family owned, adorned his body. His hair styled the way he liked it, his mothers ring laying on his chest, as was the clay castle. Everyone who loved him that was left gathered around to say their last goodbyes. Tears of pain and sadness stuffed the room, making the air heavy and the breathing slow, as the casket latch was closed and the screws driven in.

    As they lower the body down to the ground, the family look up to the air, reaching out. Knowing he was somewhere up there watching, smiling down, waiting. Hand in hand with his mother.

~KennyandEmo~