WHEN THE UNEXPECTED HAPPENS -narrative story He was my friend and I was his we loved ourselves like bread and cheese. We use to move around like bees with smiles and cheers like little kids. We dream to live forever as one like two great heirs of a tigers son. But time came then to prove us wrong with a shock news of ailing lung(s). Within short while it became worst that death became the only must. And so, he died without a parting bye except for a loud-final sigh. My tears became the juice to sip as we low him into soil deep. With heart as heavy as a ton of sand I lost myself to the mourning land. #FICTION
Posted on: Sat, 08 Mar 2014 07:00:57 +0000