The little white thing

The little white thing

A Story by Katho28
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Some things affect us forever...

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My eyelids shut, wanting me to find a sense of peace, even if it's just for one small moment. But flashes of Her face appear in my mind's eye, blinking too brightly... too painfully... And everything around me is shimmering black and grey...
Then, bang! 
Gunshot to my chest. I can't breathe. Eyes snap open. Breathing again, but there's still a hole in my heart... Can't sew it back up...
I fear to sleep. Her face is always there, always with those same hollow eyes, same sunken cheeks, same slanted eyebrows... I rub my eyes, wanting the image to vanish, but I feel wetness against my fingers and I know that She won't leave willingly. 
"You have a choice," they plead. "You can choose to let go."
They don't understand.
How can I ever let go? Do I even have a choice?
My limbs don't fight back anymore. I don't fight back anymore.
Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and loathe at what I have become. My eyes stare back lifelessly at my body and cringe at the way my legs hang from my body like clothing from a coat hanger. They frown at those bones jutting out from the wrong parts of the body... 
Pain is slowly eating me up. 
My only wish is that it will finish its meal faster. 
But Pain thinks torturing is fun. That torturing me is fun.
"Because you're such an easy target!" they tell me. 
They don't understand. 

They give an exasperated sigh, thinking that I'm the one who doesn't understand. Then one of them beckons with his head. Then they are gone, swallowed by the black envelope. 

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Five blocks away, close to the lingering smells of fresh bread, a dong pierces through the dark silence. Midnight.
I wander down the street. Every step is an effort. I can't seem to catch my breath and my legs are slowly giving away... I hold on. There is no wind, but I am shivering. 
Dong.
I reach the bakery. The sign reads "SORRY, WE'RE CLOSED." I stand there, eyes glued onto the words but not seeing them. For a moment, I think I catch a slight essence of Her strawberry perfume in the air... 
Dong. 
The path is growing steeper and my breath is coming out in short gasps. My legs are struggling, unwilling to push on. I lift my head towards the sky. There are no stars and the moon is a tiny boat. 
Dong. 
Rolling tyres against the asphalt. Loud, then soft, then gone. Streetlights are stagnant, reluctant to move out of the way. Useless. They don't brighten the blackness in my mind. Don't light up Her hollow eyes...
Dong. 
Grey field of grass, smelling of wilted flowers. I focus on Her grey slate. There are words scrawled across the slate. I can't read them. It doesn't matter. She matters.
Dong. (But only faintly.)
There are tears just behind my eyes and I let them flow out freely. A gentle breeze has come and it's blowing against my fur. I curl up above Her, legs and tail lying limp on the grey grass. The tiny boat is still in the sky. I feel my eyes closing... slowly...
Dong. (Almost inaudible.)
A strange sense of warmth enters my body. My eyes flicker open, allowing the first shaft of sunlight to enter. The birds have begun chirping their morning song. 
Her empty face is gone. 
Pain is dull. Insignificant. 
I place a paw upon Her grave, watching the light wash over the grass. 
Black and grey.
But this time, there is also white.
It flies across the sky, landing upon my heart, patching up the hole. 
I thump my tail in respect at the little white thing. 
It tells me its name is Peace. 

© 2013 Katho28


Author's Note

Katho28
I haven't written a story for some time... so here's one for you to read! It was something I felt I had to write about... Tell me what you think :)

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Captivating, my eyes never left the page! I needed to see every line, each word etching itself into my mind, vivid picture painted of the words you expressed. I loved it. The ending was so full of hope and light after a dark and painful start. I felt the emotion and the pain, as I was reading I felt I was there. An awesome story Kath, great read. Thank you :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Katho28

11 Years Ago

thank you so much for reading!! I'm so glad that you loved it! Your words are truly touching and ins.. read more



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A breathtakingly beautiful story about hope! The vivid imagery and the ending touched me left me on the edge of my seat. The words seemed to come to life and I loved every single one of them. Amazing story, Kath!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Katho28

10 Years Ago

Thank you Fiona for these touching words. Glad you enjoyed!
omg I loved It it left me sad because it was over and I was so sunk into the stor

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Katho28

10 Years Ago

I was aiming for a kind of sad atmosphere with hope arising at the end of the story. Glad you liked .. read more
Amazing. This was absolutely wonderful. And I just love the last line. Perfect ending

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Katho28

11 Years Ago

i'm really glad you thought those things :) it was written from the heart.
This made me feel like I am in a dream, it was so imaginative! The way you described 'Her' truly left me gobsmacked, it just made me want to know more all the time. I wish I could write like this. Great work!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Katho28

11 Years Ago

thank you!! :) I'm really glad the story was able to intrigue you to keep reading... Your words brin.. read more
I was drawn in with the first lines....such a sad, sweet story. I love the ending....the little white thing...peace...Beautiful Kath:)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Katho28

11 Years Ago

thank you :) to be able to draw you into the story, that's really touching to hear :) i'm really gla.. read more
Lisa Victoria

11 Years Ago

You're welcome, thanks for sharing:)
A very nice story, that has to offer a lot of thoughts....I touched my heart very deeply...A great write Katho

Posted 11 Years Ago


Katho28

11 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words... glad it was able to touch your heart :)
wow! it has a very deep meaning in it. I never thought of writing stories and even reading them. But this one is really awesome and heart touching. each and every phase of soul tending towards the world of peace is very beautifully written . I loved it :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Katho28

11 Years Ago

aww thank you :) your words are truly touching... i'm glad you gave the story a chance and read it :.. read more
Vani Jalagar

11 Years Ago

My pleasure dear.....:)
Really good story, hun..
It makes u think a lot..
Thank you!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Katho28

11 Years Ago

thank you for taking the time to read it! :)
Riding the Rainbow

11 Years Ago

always, bb
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I like how you describe peace as 'the little white thing'. Your imagery immerses the reader into a different world while reading your work my friend. I felt the emotion through-out this. Pain, the weakening of the soul of the one targeted so readily by pain, struggle almost to the point of defeat. But there was so much determination, despite the limbs being almost unwilling to push on, they did, because of the inner strength which shines even brighter once peace is finally found, relief, an unburdening, finally release from some of the pain that pushes one to their limits. A great read my friend, as always :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Katho28

11 Years Ago

thank you, as always, for your very insightful and inspiring review :) I'm glad that you were able t.. read more

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