Disclaimer: I'm not JK Rowling , I don't own the Characters.
"Keep me in Your Heart."
"Forever."
"Always."
He took his last breath as the sun slowly peeked through the closed curtains. I stared blankly at his lifeless body waiting for his eyes to open and yell, "Surprise!" or "Got ya!"
No, the world doesn't work like that. We live and die, we fell love and pain. It wasn't fair, life is never fair even for the good of people. If I were to die right now then let it be, let me leaver everything that means the most to me.
My husband, kids, brothers, my mum, and everyone else. Let me shrivel into a tiny stub while my family mourns. Even though I may die, I'm scared. I wrap my arms around myself for comfort as a hand rest on my shoulder. I look up to see all my brothers, tears slowly running down their faces. I turned my head not bearing to look at them as a small tear ran down my cheek. I brought my hand to the tear wiping it away as a sob exited my mouth.
"Ginny, it's all right." Bill whispered as I shook my head. IT wasn't right. Nothing was right at all. One tear was all it took to let the others fall. They fell onto my hand that was entwined with another. These tears were for dad, they will always be for dad. As I brought my trembling hand to my eyes I realized something that I never put thought to. Out of the corner of my eye I saw each of my brothers wiping their tears, straitening their bodies, trying to be strong. I know why.
My brothers have never seen me cry. So it's my turn to cry and their turn to be strong for me……for all of us.
: ( I wrote this during Religion Class : ) Love it hate it? Comment!