The Day That It Snowed

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic
It was a snowy day.
It was the last time he hugged me.
It was the last happy moment of my life.

Submitted: June 15, 2012

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Submitted: June 15, 2012

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He has been sitting there for three days.

He hasn’t been eating much. Even when he did, he world run off to the food and water plates, and come back to the door and sit down in few seconds.

Memories of happiness kept running through his head…

 

“Terry, you are so cute!” Sam patted my head and smiled. The needle in the back of his hand hurt my eyes. I licked his hand to comfort him from his illness that was discovered more than 2 years ago.

“Haha... it tickles, Terry!” He chuckled weakly. He looked at me in the eye and said, “You’re my best friend.” He hugged me tight and that was the happiest time in my life.

But I never thought that was the last time he hugged me.

 

It was a snowy day in January, and the street outside was dead quiet. It was still early and most people were still lying in their beds, dreaming about them playing tennis on a sunny day. A little boy around 11 years old was sitting in his bed, as always, and starring out of the window. He has always loved the snow, but because of his illness, he couldn’t be out on such a cold day and didn’t ever have a chance to touch the snow. It had always been his dream to know what the snow would feel like on his skin, though he had heard from his mother that it would be really cold.

Just as he lay back on his bed, Terry came running to him as he wagged his tail. He barked happily as he jumped into the boy’s lap.

“Are you awake, Sam? You should get more rest!” Came his mother’s voice.

“But I can’t go back to sleep, mom!” Sam replied, patting Terry on the head.

“Ok… alright, I’m making breakfast then.” The mother said, getting up.

Sam sat up, put on his slippers and stood up. Somehow, Terry knew that this day would come, but he’s still shocked. When Sam took his third step towards the kitchen, a sharp pain ran through him. He held his hand to his chest, collapsing on the floor. Terry was terrified, and ran to get Sam’s mom. As Sam was carried to the car in his mother’s arm, a piece of snowflake fell on his cheek and dissolved into a smile on his face. His dream came true. He turned to look at Terry weakly, telling him through his eyes, “I’ll be okay. Wait for me.”

And Terry did. He has waited for three days at the door now, but Sam still hasn’t come back.

In the afternoon, the doorknob turned. Terry barked happily. They came back, he thought. Sam’s parent walked in, their eyes red and puffy. They didn’t say a word. Terry waited for Sam to come in as he wagged his tail. Five minutes, ten minutes went by, but no one came in.

Terry went quiet, starring at the door with empty eyes. Hey stayed like that for what seem like eternity and rushed out of the door, into the snow.

He didn’t cry until days later.


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