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Peace in Chaos

 There in her chamber, seated on her big gold crested cushion, she felt deep peace. Nothing on earth would compare to this calmness that her heart has attained. She dragged in sweet air, held it tight as if it was her last and let it out gracefully as she rested on her cushion. It won't be long before she looses consciousness. 

The events of her life in the past few years felt like dark magic. She shut her eyes to see her loved ones, this was the only way she could remember their faces and feel their warmth for they were all connected only by the soul. 

She smelt her youngest son, he was only 9 months old before he passed away. "Strange world" she muttered to herself and smirked. It was hard for her to have lost them but the sting of death didn't affect her anymore, she has lost everything that could cause her pain.

She felt like her husband was talking to her, she jerked up with eyes wide open in surprise. But he wasn't there, he had died from lung Cancer. She leaned back against the cushion again and reminisced about their young lives without children. He was charming, pink lips and blue eyes. She rubbed her fingers through the cushion, trying to touch her husband's curly brown hair. He smiled wistfully and she returned the favour and he vanished into thin air like smoke. She continued to smile because she no longer had tears to further express her pain.

Her son and daughter's graduation gowns were hung on the wardrobe facing her. She looked at it for what seemed like an eternity and closed her eyes again to see them, she did. They looked amazing! She smiled broadly and finally felt tears roll down her cheeks. They had died in a ghastly accident, nothing on earth would have prepared her for this. She sobbed quietly.

She had come to terms with the fact that they were all gone and somehow, peace and comfort found her. Peace in chaos...

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  1. Wow. This is so real. I could imagine what this woman must have gone through. I'm glad she found peace amidst chaos. Well done ma'am fir this beautiful piece. So creative ❤️

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