Chapter 62 : Death is a poison

Christian

"I don't know if I should call myself fortunate for having two fathers or unfortunate for losing both of them", I sigh, staring at the clean water of the lake; my favourite area of this foster care home when I met my second father. 

"I think you should choose the positive one", Ivanna looks at me with a smile.

We're standing a few inches away, facing the lake and looking at the beautiful ducks floating. 

"Death is a slow poison", she says after a while. "Not to the person who dies— but to those whom the person leaves behind. The poison gradually sucks out happiness from a living one and makes them crave dying. If we start giving importance to death, mourning instead of celebrating their lives, death wins"

Her deep words consume me, filling the voids inside and making me realise how badly I need to come out of the realm that has surrounded me. 

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Angelita Leyva

heartwarming

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