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I look at the street, water running down along the curb. The feel of rain beating cold against my neck. The thoughts racing as I keep my head held between my hands. No sense in trying to tell my own tears from the rain. The faces and places that race through my mind. Lost in the moment, lost in the time.

I remember the look on her face the first time we met, shy and yet it seemed to have a look of strength behind it... I always admired how strong she was. She stunned me so many times with just how forward someone as shy as she seemed could be. The first time we kissed, she just leaned over and kissed me in the movie theatre, I never saw it coming. Of course I don't remember the rest of that movie, my mind was racing too fast.

I recall a lot of firsts, everything blurred together, but all seeming so far away. My head spins for a moment as I keep thinking back, the first time we made love, the time I proposed.

When she told me she was pregnant...

I was ecstatic, feeling on top of the world. Te next 9 months I spent every moment with her, making sure her needs were met, caring and loving for her and our soon to be child. I decided if it was a boy his name would be Caleb. She said It should be Tyler. We both could agree that if it was a girl, her name would be Grace; as we had first met at Grace Point. Eventually she bowed to Caleb as the name for a boy, though I never knew why Tyler had been so important to her. The months passed as weeks until one day almost out of nowhere she called to me.

"Honey, I think it's time."

I hurried from the home office downstairs to find her standing near the door, a large puddle of water in the middle of the room, letting me know that we must hurry. I helped her into the back of the car and tried to keep her breathing as they taught her. The drive seemed so long, I was unable to do anything about her screams coming from the back They brought out a wheelchair as they rushed her into the hospital. I could hardly stand the time I was outside, but they allowed me in soon enough. They had her up on a table, legs spread and held into the sky. I walked to her side as she smiled softly.

"Are you alright?" I asked. She looked so pale.

"I'll be fine" she whispered. Suddenly a look of pain crossed her face again as a loud moan erupted from her. The doctors seemed worried

"The Baby is coming too fast" I heard one of them say, as I looked down at the doctor I saw something I wish I hadn't: Bright red covering his gloves. As I was about to ask him a nurse rushed me back out.

"What's going on?" I asked of her.

"She's bleeding quite a bit, we need to hurry with the delivery" she explained calmly.

"Wait, she's not in danger is she?"

The nurse gave no reply as she began to turn back to the room

"Answer me!"

She turned back "Sir, we will do our best, try to remain calm." The last words came out right as the door closed behind her. I remember the thoughts going through my mind 'this isn't 1920 anymore, women don't die from childbirth in the 40s...' My mind still raced as it seemed forever.

A nurse let me back in to find a room of men hurrying down near my wife, asking for her to try and push, everything seemed so panicked. I saw them pull the child away and wrap him. I didn't understand, why wasn't there crying? They rushed the baby out of the room as i heard them say 'it's a boy' I could hardly keep my excitement controlled until I looked up to my wife's face. She seemed more pale then ever.

"Doctor what's going on?" I asked one of the men near me, only to have his response cut off by

"She's still bleeding too much... Dammit!" I looked in horror to the man by my wife.

"You have to leave for a little while sir" said one of the nurses, pressing me out of the room

"What? I want to see my son, I want to be here with my wife!" I was met by another doctor in the hallway who lead me into a nearby room.

There he lay, Caleb. So motionless. so cold. The doctor told me of how they tried, all I could do was stare in disbelief. "Apparently the cord got wrapped around his neck" he explained to me, being as careful when he spoke as he could. I reached out o touch my son, his skin was so cold I couldn't stand it. I spent some time there with him, trying to grasp it all, until a nurse called to me

"We've slowed the bleeding, you can come in to see your wife now" I entered back into her room to find her attentively looking at me

"How is he?" she asked that look of strength in her eyes.

"Rest Dear, you just need to rest now, they say it is best for you"

"Tell me how he is!" I couldn't face her yet, I could hardly face it myself at this point

"It's fine dear, just rest. He is fine" I could see her relax as she laid back.

A doctor approached me "Everything should be alright now sir, have you eaten?" I shook my head as I realized I hadn't in almost 10 hours. "There is a nice little bar next door, go there and when you get back we should know more."

"She will be alright?"

He nodded "It will just take some time

The time I spent walking out of the hospital and down the short bit of road to the restaurant seemed to drag on forever, my mind screaming and tearing itself up. I ordered the special, potato soup. It was bland, but I didn't care. I paid my check as I walked back to the hospital. The sky was turning grey, I could see rain coming. It almost seemed that the heavens would reflect how I felt inside. I came upon the room to find all the doctors outside. One of them slowly walked to me as he looked to the ground. "She... She continued to bleed, we thought it was under control" My eyes widened as I couldn't believe what was comming from his mouth "She had already lost so much blood and was so weak, we tried our best, but..." he fell silent as I felt something welling inside me.

"Let me see her" he looked up at me suprised

"Sir There's nothing you..."

"Goddamn it! Let me see my wife!" The doctor stepped between me and the door, I pushed him away as I ran in, going to her side. The doctors followed me in and stood in the back. Her eyes were still so blue, but her skin was so pale, she lay there motionless.

"Leave me..." I said softly

"Sir, I assure you we did all"

"GET THE FUCK OUT!" I screamed, my eyes welling with tears.

"perhaps we should let him say goodbye" said one of the men, motioning for them to leave.

I looked at her, trying to find the words to say. Yet no words came to me...

It was like saying goodbye to a statue.

I stumbled out of the room and out into the hall, still unbelieving of what had happened. I filled out what needed to be and walked toward the door. I walked past the parking lot and on down the road as the rain began to pour. I fell to my knees as I look at the street, water running down along the curb. The feel of rain beating cold against my neck. The thoughts racing as I keep my head held between my hands. No sense in trying to tell my own tears from the rain. The faces and places that race through my mind. Lost in the moment, lost in the time.
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Sorry bout the length. It was fun to write out, although It kind of tears me up. Enjoy and tell me what you think!
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The length is fine~^^ The story itself is very real and gives the reader a good connection to the real world. As always: keep writing <3~
Posted 7/10/08
Nice and simple story you have there....
A sad story but very real life story of sadness of losing someone close to you....By the way, I never did like sad story endings...
But you did a good job in conveying it to the public (us)....

Keep writing if you proclaimed yourself as an avid writer.....Never give up writing even though there is no audience...that's a true avid writer or anything for the matter....
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Posted 7/18/08 , edited 8/17/08
Man all this work into writing and 2 people read it >.< is it worth it anymore?

I'll be trying to find some more time to write more to this and other stories.
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Posted 9/18/08
..................... That was so sad! Ur a great writer, never give up! I like the way you started and ended the story, it ties it all up very nicely.
Make sure 2 balance this story off with lots of happy ones!
If u don't i'll hunt u down and hit u with a shoe
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Posted 9/19/08
meh that was so poorly written, i really should think it out before typing :/
and not just type as a story hits me
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Posted 10/10/08 , edited 10/10/08
Sorry my step-father wrote this while logged in as me I was happy to hear the feedback though >.<

From the first stanza to the last, this story was so real, I could feel the rain, feel the sting of his tears and the agony in his heart. That my sson is what writing is all about. It's not about the story, it is about the emotion, and you nailed it.
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