Last Farewell - 2

A cool breeze swept past her. The swing groaned miserably under her weight as she swung up and down. The recent 30 years of her life had been the longest. She longed to know what lay on the other side more than anything now. The tugs, the pulls, the prodding, the pushing, everything in her life made living hard. Now it was time for goodbye. The breeze grew stronger and began to penetrate the thin hospital nightgown. She swung harder than ever, slowly letting the tugs on her soul get stronger. And with one final push, she soared into the air. The breeze grew stronger than ever and then she released. The tug pulled her away and soared on high. Looking back, she saw, one final time, her crumpled body. Lying beneath the swing, it looked so frail it might shatter. And as she looked, it dissolved. The bits of skin vanished along with the bones, flesh, and blood. All that was left as proof she had ever existed was a thin, worn, sky-blue nightgown.