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Linda's Tears- Contest Entry

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:bulletblue: Linda’s Tears :bulletblue:


It had all started with a trickle of emotion- unbiased and beautiful. The very first display of feeling in the beginning moments of life. Then it had expanded into something else entirely after years and years of adapting- until it had finally taken on a life of its own.

The trickle had always been Linda’s foremost companion- helping her through the roughest of trials without judgment or prejudice, and now even in her old age it still remained close at her side. Every day it checked on her, and every night it helped tuck her into bed. It listened to her when she was distraught, and celebrated with her when she was happy. Good or bad, the trickle was there with her for the journey. And it had become something she could always rely upon- so that she was never truly alone.

Now as the woman of eighty-three stared up at the ceiling of her room in the hospital, she clung to the trickle desperately and began to pray- though she had never been one to practice religion. With each minute that ticked by on the bothersome clock on the wall, Linda knew that she was getting closer and closer to her end. After years of life and countless experiences she was finally going to die.

The woman had first found out that her end was coming, several months prior in the shape of a miniature coma. Though she had awoken from it seemingly unharmed, the doctors had been obliged to search for a cause to the strange occurrence. And with many trying tests, they had discovered the reason for the lapse in the otherwise healthy old bitty. Cancerous tumors - two in number- had grown in her brain. There was nothing to be done, and all she could do was wait.

So Linda and the trickle had waited together, and now after months of discomfort and pain the reaper was finally poking his head around the corner. Though the morphine kept most of the pain away, the old woman was scared beyond reason, and every day she spent more and more time with the trickle for solace. And it was in this time that Linda looked back on her life.

When she held her eight-three years up to inspect, Linda was disappointed by what she saw. It was a lifetime of bittersweet memories and far too many what ifs. She had never been one to take risks so she had never been married nor had any solid relationships. Her career had been mediocre at best, and there had never been any real talent or hobby she possessed. . . There had never been true happiness, nor true sorrow.

And now as Linda lay in the hospital, taking her last painful breaths of air she said her goodbyes to the only one that had always been there, noting that the trickle would be the only one to mourn her when she was gone.

Then with only her crystalline tears to keep her company, Linda died with water-droplets firmly plastered to her weathered wrinkled face.

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My 500 word entry for :iconnurturing-narratives:. The prompt was 'liquid' and I chose tears. For those who are lonely, upset, or emotional they are a frequent companion. :aww:

Hope you guys enjoyed the drabble! :iconcocoloveplz:

I do NOT own the cover photo used
But Linda belongs to me, as does the plot (c) Tarnisis


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Lesliewifeofbath
This is excellent! And what a wonderful way to use "liquid".  I don't know if you won the contest, but you certainly deserve a spot in  featured folder.