Scent of an angel

A Story by Carey

Scent of an angel

Raindrops pelting hard against the glass like teardrops to the cheeks. I gently place my pale hand against the cold window pain. The darkness is my pain the wetness my misery. I’m fed up of feeling this way. I long for the pain to end and the hurt to stop. I close my eyes, a fierce rumble of thunder makes me jump. My eyes open to streaking bolts of lightning. It’s a scary time, I sense a change. I look up to the heavens and notice a clearing, getting bigger and brighter. It’s amazing! Transfixed staring at the welcoming soothing sight. The clouds thin and the sun appears to crack the clouds like broken glass. Rays of light pushing out the darkness and the brightest light reaches out towards my face like a hot breath of life.

A tear rolls down my cheek.

I shed my tears it’s time to cease,

I have to accept this is my final piece,

The silence now on a brand new day,

It’s a somber mood this is my final say,

A bed so beautiful all colored in gold,

Painted with angels and flowers so bold,

Nickleback singing ‘Photograph’ directly to me,

Flashing my pictures for all to see,

The music stops and my daddy stands,

Speaking of memories his princess of the lands,

Sunshine through windows of old stained glass,

Light hits my bed daddy says I’m a gorgeous lass,

Mum standing firm her hands they shake,

In my mind she’s the lady of the lake,

My friends are there they leave a space,

They whisper in silence they can’t replace,

I leave my loved ones I hear you cry,

I’m sorry I had to die,

My pain is over now I sleep,

I leave you memories forever to keep,

I wish to be a flower a present given,

This is your angel scent from heaven.

My mind clears I now know what I want to say to Dad, Mum and my best friends. My pen flows with ease and a fresh new confidence.

To my best friend Tasmine,

I’ve got something to tell you <3 <3

Pull the thongs out of your arse and chill out!!

     But you know I love you babes. Seriously though I don’t want tears to be shed. I just want you to remember all the good times we have shared together. The three of us laughing and joking especially at Ria’s silly sayings and daftness.
   You know that film we used to watch every night? Yes you’ve got it right, ‘My Sister’s Keeper’. Well babes it my turn to say bye. So from the bottom of my heart I will always see you as a true friend.
Every time you see a rainbow I hope you will feel me near.
                          All my love babes
                         your best friend angel
                                 xoxoxox

P.S we will always be the trusome threesome. LOVEYOU <3.

To my best friend Ria,

Well what can I say; you are as daft as a brush. You’ve made me smile, laugh and cry all at once with your silly saying and ways.

I will always cherish the time we have spent together; putting on makeup, going discovering and our amazing shopping sprees.

I remember when you put your eye shadow on for the first time; you got it all over you. We did laugh babes.

How we used to sit and watch ‘My Sisters Keeper’ every night on DVD. How we cried. Well babes it’s my turn to say bye.

We will always be the trucesome threesome.
All my love babes.
Your best friend Angela

Xoxox

P.S. every time you see a rainbow you will feel me near. LOVE YOU <3

To my special Daddy,
I know how much you love me and how much this will hurt you. I’ve got so much to say I just don’t know how.

I remember all the trips to the park; you spinning me around and around on the roundabout. Pushing me higher and higher on the swings.

I loved the way you used to kiss my sores after picking me up from a fall.
But we know this time nothing will stop the hurt I am feeling now.

So I’m saying my final goodbyes and that I love you so much. I will watch you from my special garden and be near you in every thought.

Love you always

Your princess angel.
Xxxxxxxxxxxx

P.S please don’t stop smiling.

Mum,

How could I off ever done this without you? You holding my hand when I was told I only had weeks left.

The way we cried our silent tears. How we would laugh through the mad shopping sprees. You saying ‘f**k it’ to Daddy’s credit card when we maxed it out.

I remember the day you gently brushed my hair. How you sobbed as it came out in the brush. You told me I was beautiful with or without it.
Please, please take care of Daddy. He will need you. Please be strong for him.

I know you will cry quietly into your pillow at night as I have heard you many nights before. Trying to keep it from upsetting us all.

Thank you with all my heart for being my best friend and my Mum all at once.

Love you loads and loads
Angela

Xxxxxxxxxxxx

P.S. when you feel the rain that’s my tears,

When you feel the wind that my breath gently breathing on you.

When you feel the warmth that’s my heart showering you with love.

Love you mum

Xxxxxxxxx

A gentle knock is placed upon the door. I turn and face whilst wiping the tears from my eyes.

Mum’s stood there gripping the handle. With uncertainty in her voice, “are you ready?” Slowly placing my hands on the window pane I say goodbye. I take a long deep breath and follow as mum takes the lead. Before carefully pulling the door I place the letters on the bed, Mr. Ted on top guarding them.

The door slides open and I step out; into what only can be described as the most beautiful garden I have ever seen.
It’s so beautiful like nature has come to greet me.
.

I take a step forward to be standing at the tip of the garden path outlined with flowers. Flowers of every colour of every name. Lilies, violets, roses, jasmines, reds, blues, purples, yellows. My heart skips a beat. I see the freshly fallen raindrops dripping of the rose petals.

Turning to mum and dad; seeing their comforting warm smiles as I take the next step. The scents hit me. The soft breeze fills with the scent of jasmine and lilies. ‘Mm mm’ what a lovely perfume this would make; if only I had time.
I take my next step. The soft relaxing sound filling my heart. How I love to sit and listen to the birds. The sweet song reaching out to each breath of life; painting the smile upon my face. How I will miss this tune.

One step closer. My fingertips stroke the fragile petals before me as a soft breeze crosses my face, warming my heart with the happiness I feel at this short moment.

I arrive at Willow; the tree planted when I was born. Now standing strong waving to and thro. This is my place, my friend. Willow has heard my every thoughts, my laughs and cries and now this; Willow will now share my final day giving me comfort when I need it most. Willow will be here to share memories with Mum and Dad.

I turn to sit on the lush, green grass. My back supported by Willow. Looking past the flowers towards the house I see Mum and Dad; hands tightly clasping each other. They look at each other lovingly and turn to look at me; I feel their love cascading through the air towards me. As I feel their warmth a single white butterfly places itself on my hand as I raise my hand she flutters off towards Mum and Dad. I need to sleep. The sun is so warm on my face. I feel the love. I feel the peace. Now is the time. I close my eyes….