Remarkable Strength

I remember it was just like any old,rainy Saturday afternoon. I was invited to my friend's birthday party and for the first surprising time, I was the first and only one there. I sat on her delicate,leather couch and just waited patiently for the party to begin. As a flood of guests came in with warm greetings and others introduced others, there was one short,petite girl who had a huge smile on her face. She just seemed to be glowing and was just so different from the other girls there. So I decided to strike up a conversation with her. I asked her " Did your mom drive you here?" she answered, " oh, my mom is dead." My heart sunk once she told me that so I continued. "What happened to her and when did she die?" " My mom died from a heart attack when I was seven." I began to wonder how this girl could live on with the death of her mother. Later on she told our group of friends what happened the day her mother died. " I came home, excited to tell my mom how great of a day I had. As I approached the building unaware of what was lying ahead, I saw my mother in a stretcher. I began franticly questioning my older sister. She just continued to say " Emma, mom just needs to go to the hospital." She went to sleep that night stressed, and woke up to be told by her sister, " Emma please don't freak. Mom's dead."

I was so incredibly touched by this girl's story. She lost her mother, a piece of her soul at such a young age, but chose to be strong. With such a big weight of the world on her shoulders, she was able to find that bit of happiness to feed on. I was so inspired by her story. She did not shed a tear when telling us her story. She was so endearing and loving that just made you want to be there beside her every second of every day. Strength is something that came fight pain at the worst times, when pain demands to be felt. She lives everyday of her life to the fullest,even with a heavy heart.

Submitted by Anonymous

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