Go Ahead Mami Breathe Again Novels & Stories

I heard a frantically distant voice but I couldn't hear anything. "Breath wifey, for me" and I heard his voice. In out In out My breathing changed to normal, I exhaled and inhaled loudly. I stood up and pushed mama gently away from me. "Where are you going?" mama asked. "Yusuf was here mama, he told me to breathe, I breathed and the panic went away. I want to follow him, he said I should follow him" I replied happily, beaming with happiness and walking through the door. "No" mama said and shook her head. "He's dead, he is not here" mama told me, staring at me with pity and concern.

I couldn’t make out who it was because of the tears that made my vision blurry. “Focus on your breathing Sophia.” I heard that person say again. I started to hear the song mamma used to sing to me. My breathing started to become normal. Wiping away the tears from my eyes , I looked up to see clearly who the person was. “Mama……mama.” I said standing up, running over to her. “Mama.” I yelled jumping into her arms, holding her close to me scared that she would disappear. I don’t know if I was imagining things but I was happy to see her.

All I could do was wait, watching as the woman who had made me unmade herself breath by breath. Around noon, Mami Lulu's breathing changed—became raspier, more labored. I pressed the call button. The nurse came quickly, checked the monitors, and gave me a gentle look. "It won't be long now," she said. "Keep talking to her. Hearing is often the last thing to go." When we were alone again, I leaned closer. "I'm still here, Mami." My voice cracked. "I'm not leaving." Her lips moved slightly, but no sound emerged. I squeezed her hand.

says the woman in a soft voice. Safe?! I don’t even know this person and they’ve brought me to the pack where my nightmares began. How is that safe?! It’s getting harder to breathe and I can feel the walls closing in. 'Mei? Mei, my love? If you can hear me just listen to the sound of my voice. Take slow breaths, in through the nose, out through the mouth. I’m right here with you,' sounds the voice that sets my soul at ease. Hot tears fill my eyes. Chris, my Chris. I can hear him again! I’ve missed him so much, I never thought I’d hear him again. But I don’t even know what to say to him. 'It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything. Just know I’m here, and I’m coming to get you. But I need you

I couldn't breathe. Help.... He seemed determined as he strode toward me at a supernatural speed. HELP! Why couldn't I move?! My lungs burned and everything felt dizzy. "HIJA!" I heard a voice from distance. Wake me up please! "Hija!" The voice was clearer now. I could breathe again. Keeping my eyes closed, I sucked in air, desperately needing oxygen. "Hija?" The soothing voice of mama reached my ears and it sounded like a melodious music at the moment. My nightmares came back.

His tiny voice quivered through the phone. “…that’s Mummy.” Anna chuckled through tears. “Yes, baby. It’s Mummy.” “Mummy?” The word was so small, so desperate. “Mummy is coming home, sweetheart,” she promised, her voice trembling but steady. “Really, Mummy?” “Yes,” she said firmly. “But until then, remember the breathing game? In through your nose, out through your mouth. Slowly. Show Mummy how good you are at it.” I heard sniffles, then the sound of him trying.

Too late. He tapped the screen with his little finger, opened FaceTime, and before I could snatch the iPad away, Mama’s face appeared on the screen. Hair perfect, red lipstick, gold earrings, and the expression of a woman always prepared to spoil her first grandchild before God had a chance to say no. “Mi bebé!” Mama cried. Aiden immediately shoved his face close to the screen until only his nose and blue eyes were visible. “Abuela, I want a race car!”

Mia POV. Taking calming breaths in and out like Gina taught me, I feel myself becoming lightheaded. Gina’s voice fades and morphs. She sounds far away. “Concentrate on your breathing and my words. I will need to repeat after me.” I nod my head. My mind is free and empty. I feel like I’m floating. The smell of sage and sea salt hit my nose and I sigh. How I love the smell of it. The weight in my shoulder’s shifts as I breathe in the scent. It calms my very soul.

"We missed you bigtime, Bubu bear." "Missed you, too, Mom," Ira planted a kiss on his mother's cheek. "You don't have to call me Bubu bear for Pete's sake." Chloe caught a glimpse of his awkward smile which she found utterly ludicrous. Helena pulled away from their hug and giddily pinched both of his prominent sexy cheeks. She could tell Ira got his undeniable good looks from his mestiza Filipina mom while the authoritative manner was from his half-Turkish, half-Italian father. Such a great combination of DNA, she ought to herself. Not too long they were all settled in the spacious lounge area where a middle-aged woman showed up to serve assorted refreshments and tarts. It was as if Chloe's

"What… What is this?" Mom asked, her voice hoarse. "I've been accepted into an exchange program," I explained calmly, my voice hoarse and scratchy from my weakened state and previous screaming. However, my tone was firm and resolved. "The paperwork is almost done. I'll be leaving next semester." Her head snapped up immediately, her eyes trembling violently. I looked into her eyes. With the last ounce of strength I had left, I gave her the clearest, coldest, and most desperate warning I'd ever given since my rebirth.