All right, this is a oneshot about Kel. It's after she gets knighted. She gets a disease like cancer or something. I wrote when I was really moody, but it turned out really good. DON'T READ IF EASILY DISTURBED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now, onto the story.

LAST THOUGHTS

I can't move without pain. I can only lie here and wait for my impending doom. I don't care about anything now, all I can think about is the pain. The dull aching pain that spreads through my body, torturing it. It's there both when I move and when I don't.

My head feels as though it had been stuffed with cotton, filled to the top with the fluffy substance. My mind is blurry. I find it hard to believe that this will end. My mother sits at my side, telling me to have patience, to hold on a bit longer. I long to tell her, that I have held on long enough, no, more than enough. That I will die, no matter what. But, when I look into her shining, loving, caring eyes, I feel all those thoughts washed away with guilt. She loves me and wishes for my suffering to end, but still wants for me to live, to breathe, to speak to her once again.

I make the gesture that tells her that I want water. The small movement, makes me wish to cry, but I don't. My tears, will only hurt her more. I want for her to know that I will always love her, no matter what, I open my mouth to tell her, but no sound comes out.

I remember when I could still speak, when there was no pain eating away at my spirit. It seems so long ago now, though it is only little over a year. I used to run around the house, playing games with my siblings. I used to sit with my family, thinking that the happiness would never end. But it did, and now I wait for the death that approaches me, coming closer to me with each passing day, hour and minute.

My mother has now left, being replaced by my older brother, as she leaves to get some rest.

"Hang in there a little longer." he says. I try my hardest to nod, but find myself overcome by the pain. Tears start to stream out of my eyes, I can feel their warm dampness on my cheek. With my brother I can cry, he understands. He knows that the pain is hell. I take a deep breath, grimacing at the stabbing feeling that erupts in my chest.

"I'll talk to her tonight." he tells me. He is going to speak to mother, try to make her understand, that I cannot continue like this. I am no longer a person, I'm just a shell of the happy, rebellious child I used to be. I am a broken spirit, stuck between the world of the living, and that of the deceased.

My brother stays with me through the day, protecting me, comforting me. As I see the sun start to go down, he leaves, closing the door behind him. I am all alone, if only for a few minutes, I am alone. I hear their voices through the wall They go back and forth for a while. How long? I don't know, I have no way of telling.

The door opens and there stands my family, my mother, my father, my two brothers and my sister. My mother walks up to me, gently taking my hand in hers, as she rests at the edge of my bed. I look at her, noticing the tears that fill her eyes. She stares back, her face somber.

"I love you, my dear. I love you." she tells me. I can see it in her eyes, she's letting me go. Allowing me permission to leave this world and the suffering behind. Slowly one by one, everyone in my family says good-bye.

Throughout the night, the stay in the room, holding vigil over me. As sunrise approaches, I feel death much closer than I have ever felt it before. My breath starts to slip away, and my body becomes numb. I can no longer feel any pain. I am no longer suffering. As my heart slowly stops beating, I am happy.

I understand it now, more than I ever did before, death can be a wonderful thing.

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