I waded into the water, one step at a time. It was so different this time.
Every other time , doing this made me happy. I loved the cool water as it touched my skin and took me to a different world. As a kid I enjoyed splashing water on my sisters as we played.
But today, I intended to step deeper into the water. So deep, that I would never come back, atleast not on my own legs. What an irony- the place that made me feel at home was going to become my home forever.
I gathered that last ounce of courage and walked faster. I wanted it to be quick. I heard a distant laughter or was I imagining things. A little boy playing in the water with his sisters. Ending it would be the easiest thing to do. But what about my precious ones I left behind? How would they cope with this?
I stood rooted to the spot figuring out the answer.
(166 words)
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I’m glad that little sound of laughter has made her pause and think it over again. There is always another way.
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True Ian there is!
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So sad! A mother wanting to end her life until she hears her children’s laughter. Great story!
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Thx Joy! There is hope for a better tomorrow
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Yes there is! My niece ended her life and I know if she would have waited until the next morning she would have seen life from a different perspective and would still be alive. It is a very very sad thing.
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Really sorry to hear that Joy
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Thank you. This was 4 years ago.
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I like that there is the indecision that the reader can decide what the outcome may be, it makes me think that she changes her mind 🙂
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Thanks Kate I wanted to leave it open to the reader.
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Is duniya me aye hai to jeena hi padega …….
I am reminded of this old song. Beautiful word picture.
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That’s such a sad song😢
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