Thursday, October 11, 2012

Okay here it is, the sneak peak to my original... 

Last of Days

Aaron Bennett awoke on the cold morning of November eleventh to the noise of beeping machines and his tired ragged breathing. He was dying, his body finally giving in and succumbing to his ages frailty...he was alone and had no one to blame but himself for the position he now found himself in. The bright lights in the room making him wince as his eyes rejected the brightness; this in turn caused a pang to run throughout his chest from the exertion that the tiny insignificant movement caused. Everything hurt him… from the annoying fragrance of the wilting roses in a vase to the right of his bed, flowers that had been sent over by his once friend and confidant Joseph, a friendship he to had lost over his own stubbornness and unwillingness to admit his wrong doings… to even the scratchy cotton material they used in those hideous gowns they made him wear, made him feel uncomfortable and as if his skin were inflamed with a rash. What I wouldn't give to be left home to die in peace he wished, hoping that the Lord above would hear his plea and grant him this tiny minuscule of a last wish, but fate was a cruel mistress and as much as the Lord above might have taken pity on his soul, karma wasn't as forgiving.