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A story about grief

This is not a personal story but it is something that I thought to write about so I am. It's kind of like a position that is strange to be in but I think everyone has been here to one extend or point in time.

I was walking in the woods as I heard the wind whistle through the trees. I remembered the Sunday Sermons message still fresh in my ears. Love your neighbor as yourself and treat others the way you want to be treated. I was full of positivity and happiness. I had a smile on my face and a stride in my step. Today was a good day and the sun shining down on me told me no different.

A story about grief

As I was enjoying my joyful stroll I heard a woman's cry. It was soft and far away. The cry turned into moaning, pain and sobbing. I knew that whatever it was, it was serious. I started running. The cry got louder and louder. I started with a mission heart to find her but then I started finding myself feeling guilty, hoping I could still reach her in time.

A story about grief

I finally found her laying on the ground with her spirit broken, she was not physically hurt but emotionally damaged. My whole heart went out to her. I wanted to pick her up and hug her and talk to her and tell her that everything is ok. I started heading for her and gave her my hand. She pushed it away bitterly. I tried to reach out again. "NO!!!" I stepped back. "THIS THIS... THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!" I looked scared and confused. I wanted to ask what I had done but then she started. "IT WAS THE WORDS YOU SPOKE, THEY HURT ME, THEY CAUSED ME GREAT PAIN, I HAVE BEEN LYING HERE FOR DAYS, AND NOBODY HEARD ME, BUT YOUR HELP I WAS NOT EXPECTING NOR DID I WANT!"

A story about grief

I stepped backwards away from her. I had caused a pain and suffering that I was helpless to resolve. I wished whatever I did I could have taken back, if only I knew what I caused. It seemed to me that my presence was making her even more upset and cry even more. I left with great pain and grief on my heart. How could I have done and have been responsible for such a thing? What kind of man does that make me? Am I a monster or man? I left leaving her alone, knowing there was nothing I could do, I could not help her and I could not make her feel any better. I had to just leave her in pain that I caused. It put a heavy weight on my shoulders.

A story about grief

I walked back down the paths from where I came. The wind seemed colder and more bitter. The sun was in my eyes giving me a headache. Bugs seems to come buzzing from out of nowhere. My day was turned upside down. It was not her fault, it was mine. I tripped and fell hard. I hope that one day our paths would cross again and one day she would be able to forgive me and trust me again.

A story about grief
A story about grief
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