The midnight breeze caressed the wet cheeks of the weeping girl. Her sniffles are drowned out by the deafening music that booms from within the massive hall and surrounds the vast mansion estate. The esteemed guests are heard laughing and talking merrily, as their lives are everything that people dream of. The money, the clothes, the jewellery, the influence, and even the invitation to attend balls such as this one. Everyone seems to be having a blast, except the tiny, crumbling girl that sits in a maiden’s outfit soaked with liquor. Her pale fingers tightly squeezed a crumbled-up paper – a note that had her whole world crash and burn to the ground.Grace White, the girl who always had a smile on her face, always saw the good in people and was always so strong, finally broke. With her eyes closed, her ears sort out the giggling and the laughter of the two people who have made the last two years of her life, a living hell. In little Gracey’s heart, a spark was lit, and her mate’s and h

The next daySitting next to her on the hospital bed, I hear her fate breaths – she is struggling to fight for her next breath. My heart aches to watch her laying still in this place. Her ward is cold, freezing cold like she is in a mortuary. I shake my head to shake away that disturbing thought.I examine my mother and her ghostly pale appearance – Gosh! I am going to miss her. It saddens me to see her like this. Believe it or not, this woman was the type who would not sit down. She had always been moving up and about – if you needed something, you were to just ask, and she would be running to get it done. She was always so busy and full of life…now, she sleeps most days. I mostly come in to watch her sleep – she is too weak to stay awake, so I let her rest. I prefer her to sleep when I come to visit, I do not want her to see the absolute sadness and fear I have in my eyes – the fear of losing her.I hear her take in a deep breath this time – an unusual deep breath and for a moment