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Duncan was standing next to Emily’s bed, just watching her. The room was warmer now that he had brought a heater in, but her skin was still like chalk and her body was just a pile of bones protruding through the blankets. It had been four months now that Emily had been in a coma, and things had gradually begun to slip down hill for the last two weeks. He reached over and pulled her sheet up over her shoulders, Duncan had been sitting there for almost an hour; the doctors were having a meeting in their staff room, about Emily. They were saying that it was no use trying anymore. So he was sitting with her, it just didn’t seem right to leave Emily on her own for what could be her last minutes. So they both were waiting.
“Well Emily honey, this could be it, the last time I’ll ever be checking on you. Now I know you’re upset but its ok, maybe in heaven you’ll find your mother?” He looked down onto her cold face, and he suddenly realised there was nothing there, he was speaking to someone that was dead already. She had let herself slip away because there had been no point for her to live anymore. No family, nothing to look forward to.
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My mother betrayed me. She killed herself and left me alone, when I had needed her. She knew what she was doing, she knew I’d find her that afternoon, and I’d have to live with that memory for the rest of my life. I even knew that. I can’t forgive her for what she did, and because of that this is the price I’m paying. Love kills you.
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