Entry written for the 'Cliff' Micro-Challenge (150-250 words)
"This pain...I wonder...Is this how it feels to die?" Cassie asked the sky above her. She had taken a pretty steep tumble off a rather high cliff. The pain she felt made her question whether or not she could ever survive. Tears, just a few of many, began to roll down her pale cheeks. She had never known this pain before. And so she asked once more, "Is this how it feels to die?"
In reply, the sky looked back down upon her and began to rain. Not a destructive storm, but a rejuvenating spring shower. And a voice called to her, whispering from within and from around, "No, My child...this is not how death feels. This is how it feels to live."
Cassie didnít waste time questioning the response, for she already knew it to be true. She had been climbing the cliff and had taken a tumble. But this pain was not death; death had died long ago, it no longer held any power here. No, this was the pain of life. The pain of being left behind.
At that conclusion, Cassie reentered the funeral home and joined the others at the wake. She knew she must continue on through this pain of life. She knew she had to keep climbing that cliff.
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Yes, let's put it in perspective! The one whom the funeral is for is not hurting.(provided they're a Christian, an assumption I'll make here.) Yet, through the pain of life we push on with God's help and his promise.
'The pain of being left behind.' Sad but true. We have to keep on keeping on.
I loved it - and then last part made me think how to fit it all together. All it needs is that extra line or two to blend in that last paragraph.