truth.” Auntie Niama’s face lit up as she recognized the words she had
worked so hard to instill within Sorchalena. Sorchalena rubbed her
fingers over the smooth gold cross that dangled on her necklace. “Allow
your heart to cherish memories, and remember that you’re never alone,
for my soul will fuel the stars to make your dreams come true.”
Niama’s radiant smile warmed Sorchalena’s heart and she realized
that she had to be brave for her aunt. She thought of the future and
the legacy that she would carry on, and knew that it was time to let
her spirit fly. She sat on the cool, squeaky hospital bed and faced
Niama. “I’m ready Auntie. Are you?” she asked. Niama squeezed her
hand and gave one full nod. Sorchalena stretched out her legs and
curled next to her aunt on the bed. She began to share her favorite
memories she had shared with Niama, who was her favorite person in
the world.
A blinding light caused Sorchalena to stir. The rays of the sun
were seeping through the blinds. The absence of the beeping caused
the room to oblige silence. She had forgot where she was until she felt
a cold, stiff hand. A soul was gone, but a new star was created.
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