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Gone.
All in a few seconds, things can change, from giggles of happiness, to tears filled with sorrow. It was a calm afternoon. No need to have fear. Until along came that dreadful message that sent me into tears. It was just a little fall, shouldn't have done much, but yet she was dying, and doctors had little hope. I'll never forget the way those words echoed through my mind, "They said she may not make it" For a moment, Everything froze in time. This couldn't be happening, I loved her like a mother, And yet I still knew, my pain pailed in comparison, to that of her real daughter. The day passed by slowly, with no change in her condition, There was nothing I could do, I tried to keep things positive, knew she wouldn't go down without a fight. We tried to occupy our minds, with anything but that, but as to be expected, it couldn't be pushed out. They all said their goodbyes, but not yet could grieving start, her body was still occupied, by a barely beating heart. Yet her body was so empty, with not a trace of life nor soul. She couldn't talk, She couldnt't move. There was nothing left but flesh. After a while of waiting, that dreaded call arrived. Her fight was finally over. All I could do was lay down and cry.
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