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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Sibling(s) (05/01/08)

TITLE: Over His Heart
By Lynn Jacky
05/07/08


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The agonizing screams of a 10 month old baby, so horrific, filled the sound waves mingled with the helpless cries of a young mother, who knew, she could not touch her baby, nor coddle the pain of her son except by the use of modern medicine. Throughout this difficult confusion, a little four year old, alone, earnestly offers her prayers. While, the unseen strength of a father's love kept it all together and the familiar, siren sounds of help, sped down the highway bringing an ambulance to their rescue.
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I hadn't seem my brother without his shirt on for a long time. My eyes gazed, transfixed on the old wound I had so often seen while growing up. After all these years, I was astonished to see it had not changed as the Doctor predicted. The scare will remain, forever a silent witness to tell over and over the truth of one neglected moment in a little baby's life.

"Does it still cause you pain?" I softly inquired.

His dark brown eyes searching into mine, questioned. "You remember?" he whispered.

How could we forget that day? Memories and scenes once hidden, now explode, flooding into current memory from within the corridors of my mind. Remembering, that each one, in his own way wanted to change that one neglect. If we had not put our son in his high chair by the stove or positioned it somewhere else. Had we kept a closer watch over him or not turned kettle on to boil water for a cup of tea. Had the boiling water not poured over our son. Words like these would be expressed, hundreds of times by our parents, wanting to wash the pain of guilt away and locked it forever in the past.

I carefully, and deliberately laid my hand on his scare. I could feel the warmth from my hand penetrating into his pain. I noticed my hand lay over his heart and lovingly, I looked up into his eyes answering. "We almost lost you."

Long ago, my faith believed, and the desperate plea of a four year old was heard in God's ear. Today, I spoke another prayer and His Healing penetrated deep into my brother's heart. A hot, wet tear fell on my arm, forcing me to understand the intensity of his pain.

"Its been a long time." A tear, interrupting his words. "A long time, since anyone has touched me here."


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Yvonne Blake 05/09/08
Ohhhh...so scary! I can imagine your fear as a child when this happened!
Well written. Keep writing.
Debbie Wistrom05/09/08
WOW! I bet there is more to this. Would have loved to read all 750 words.

Keep writing, I believe you have much to say.
Anita Johnson07/18/08
Heartwarming !! Anita