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They tell me flowers will cover my grave. They will be white, just like the little light above me that attempts to be comforting in this world of cinder blocks and gray plaster. If I squint, the shadows on the walls look like a forest.
Of course, they don’t believe what they promise. They are trying to make me happy. They are pretending. They smile but their eyes tell a different story. Their eyes say they still believe the doctors. They still have a hope – a hope that I will survive, that we will make it to America, that the war will fix everything...
They don’t understand. America has forests but not like the ones that I’m going home to. There – only there – will I be whole again.
Please, listen! I scream the words but they can only hear the painful count of my heartbeat.
I take my mother’s hand and smile.
I’m going home.
She smiles too as tears stream down her cheeks. The light reflects in her eyes, and in the droplets, and I finally see it. She believes.
I feel relieved as the tears hit my sheet one by one, gently watering the flowers that are bursting into life around my fingers.
I close my eyes and breathe. I can feel the walls fading away. I fill my lungs with moist, cool air that is not from the hospital. The flowers gently drape themselves over me. The flowers will mark my grave. They will be all that’s left.
The last flower falls and soft darkness ensues. But, really, it’s not darkness, is it? There is a small light shining for I can see something. Flowers -- like I’ve never seen before. There are trees too.
I know I believe now. I can see it.
I’m going home.
Ahem: This might be one of the weirdest things I've ever written. Not sure where this came from. But there you have it! :)