Susan looked around the family home. It felt empty, hollow, and cold. She reached out to run her fingers across the brim of a wooden desk. In her heart's eye she saw herself and Lucy composing songs for their sweethearts. She looked away, but her eyes fell on a bedroom door, Edmond and Peter's bedroom. She stepped closer, but stopped as she almost felt a rush of air as the silhouette of Lucy and Edmond rushed past her, seeming to joyfully playing tag.
A tear sluggishly fell down Susan's face, tracing a line in her heavy makeup. On the first day she had worn makeup and showed her older brother he put his hand on her cheek and told her she seemed slightly less beautiful. Susan took a breath; but still felt his warm hand on her cheek just like when he had told her that.
She looked around her. She should have spent more time with them, enjoyed them. Now they all were gone. Mother, father, and her siblings had left her all alone. Susan wept.
Memories floated all around her, hallucinations of her lost family. The woman would never see them again, never hear their voices or feel their touch. They swirled around her, as if in a dance. For the first time in years, Susan felt awake. The person she had hidden to conform with society came out of its hiding place deep in her heart. It wanted her to dance with her lost siblings. She wished she could tell them how she would change. She decided she would change, just for them in honor of their memories.
Memories came to life in that little family home; memories that would never be retold. Susan would walk alone to a burial. By dusk, her family would be laid under the soil. Forever asleep, dreaming the beautiful dreams they always did. But this time, Susan would not be with them.
I don't think this is extremely well written, but I wrote it while listening to sad music and doing a word sprint. I hope this tugged on your heartstrings, at least that was my goal. I wrote it during a word sprint, so its very short obviously.
Thought I'd post this and see if I got emotion out of anyone, it is a side I am trying to improve in my writing. Thanks for reading this tiny story, please review and tell me what you thought!
Blessings from Aslan,
N.T.N.