I found this on my laptop, I wrote it a few months back and forgot about it. It's a short piece of Sharona and her thoughs of someone who died. Please review! I can only become a better writer by your reviews!
I am sitting on my bed, staring at the wall, I'm in shock; I never thought he'd die. I think. I knew he'd die of course, but I never knew it would be so soon. Once we separated, I never thought he'd move on so quickly, but he did, and then, he died.
Benjy comes to stand at the door to my room. Benjy, poor Benjy, he's taking this harder than I am. Benjy's only had one real father and now, he's dead. Benjy sniffles as he walks to my bed, the bedsprings groan in protest as he sits next to me. I put my arms around my son as he cries a little, the only real father figure he had has died, so I let him cry. I let him let go of the pain.
Benjy puts his arms around me and I feel a tear run down my face, I loved him so much, even though he never really reciprocated it. He loved me in his own way, but it was hard to tell how. Now I'd give anything for him to annoy the crap out of me again.
We sit together for what feels like hours but when I move to look at the clock it shows only twenty minutes have passed. I look to my son "If you don't want to go to school today…." I start. Benjy shakes his head, "I'm going." He says, "I have to try to get my mind off of him."
I nod, "I feel so guilty because I wasn't able to say good bye, I was too chicken, we just left him, and now I can't ever apologize." I say my voice is thick with emotion.
Benjy sighs and pulls his arms around me tighter, I just now realize how tall Benjy is, how grown up he's gotten. "He'd be proud of you Benjy, he wasn't always good at showing how much you meant to him, but he'd be proud of you now. I know he was before we left"
Benjy nods "I know, I always try to do things he wouldn't be ashamed of me for doing," He says.
Tears rush to my eyes as I think about how wonderful Benjy is, how it wasn't just me to raise him.
Benjy places a kiss on the top of my head, he's tall enough to do that now, "I miss him too Mom," he voices what I'm thinking at that moment. "I miss Mr. Monk too."