By Asher Bomse
The waves gently crashed into the sand as dawn broke over the horizon. And she’d already breathed her last. She’d crossed the veil hours prior. Into the light she’d gone. Away from the pain she’d experienced.
She knew this day was going to come. She didn’t want to leave her loved ones behind. Her time was at an end with them though. She had become an angel forever protecting them though.
She’d closed her eyes in her room. She opened them to see the beach, seeing her mom, and just knew.
Asher writes “to share stories with the world.”
Goose bumps
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An absolutely heartbreaking and yet hopeful piece.
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“To be, or not to be” is such a valid question. Your writing offers hope and solace for those in suffering who contemplate this step to hasten the inevitable.
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Lovely🕊🕊💕
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