One Sunny Day

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
For SeeSawMae's picture challenge.
I've had this story in my head since I saw the picture but I've been playing with the ending FOREVER. lol.
Enjoy.

Submitted: June 12, 2008

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Stacy stood there.. Her arms and legs spread as wide as they could go, embracing the world. She savoured every feeling, every sensation, and she loved it. She loved every inch of the flawless blue sky staring down at her. She loved the wind softly teasing her hair, blowing every worry away from her face, leaving a beautiful, but rare smile. She loved the grass, tickling her feet, playing with her toes. She loved the feeling of the sun, warming her skin, making her feel whole again. She never wanted to leave this spot, this sparkiling hillside, this life she had been given, a life that was so hard to hold on to.


No! She had to remind herself. She couldn't think about that, not today. She sighed as she flopped backwards onto the grass, staring up into the sky, squinting from the sunshine. She couldn't help it. Her mind wouldn't leave it alone, it just kept traveling back up the same path. Towards that one thing that she had promised herself she would avoid.. Today of all days. Her one day of freedom.


Life isn't fair. She thought to herself. She was only 23, these years were supposed to be spent drinking, and partying and otherwise enjoying her youth. Not in a hospital bed. She had breast cancer. She was going in for surgery tomorrow, and she'd never been more scared in her life.


What if they didn't get it all, what if she died on the table, all these what ifs running through her head. There was so much stuff to do, so many things to plan, and here she was wasting time in the sun. But somehow it just felt so wrong to not enjoy what could be her last day of sunshine. She heard her mother call her in the distance and she reluctantly picked herself up and throwing one more longing glance down the hillside she trudged off to see what her mother wanted

*****

The next morning Stacy sat in her mothers car, it seemed like the ride was taking forever. When they finally made it to the hospital Stacy could barely stand the tension. She wanted to just do it now and be over with it. But she waited, patiently, even though it felt like her heart was breaking out of her chest. She signed all the right papers, and listened attentively to all of their instructions and changed into the horrid hospital gown. She allowed the nurse to coax her to lie down in a bed, and push her out in the hallway, down towards those big pale green doors that led to the operating room.

All she could think of was that grassy hilltop. She kept imagining going back there, when she could really enjoy it and feeling like that again. So complete. And warm. And happy. It was such a contrast to what she felt now. So cold, and empty and scared. She breathed in deep as the doctor told her to relax and he placed a something over her mouth, she breathed in a couple times, and the world went dark.

*****

She woke up in her hospital room, her parents and sister hovering anxiously around her bed.

"Oh honey!!" Her mother exclaimed as she opened her eyes. "We've been waiting for you to wake up for an hour now." They all smiled.

"Its good to see those pretty eyes of yours again sweetheart." Her dads warm voice and southern accent put Stacy at ease. She could always tell how bad things were from his voice, and from the sounds of things there was no bad news yet.

"Oh good!" Her surgeon came into the room. "Shes awake. I was just coming to discuss the results of the surgery with you."

Stacys heart sped up. She was hoping this was already done, that by somr miracle she'd slept through it, and the happiness around her was because the surgery had been successful. Not just because she was awake. Apparently this was too much to ask.

"And?" She asked, her voice shaking.

"The surgery was a complete success!" The doctor smiled widely. "Come back for regular checkups, and you'll be just fine."

Stacy felt this huge weight lift of her chest, she was going to live. She could go back to that grassy hilltop and feel that way again, she could go anywhere she wanted, she had her entire life ahead of her. Warm tears started running down her face as she leant her head back on the pillow.


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