Loving her, is a blessing and a curse. A love entrenching itself in one's core, ablazing a heart, until it becomes a single cinder.
I'm her.
I'm Dae'ja-not danger. A 22 year old, medical student, specializing in General & Cosmetic Dentistry who med...
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Stress level 9/10
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"You ago be alright yer baby," Ms. Angie hugs me and mommy in a big hug.
If you're guessing.
Yes, today is the worst day of my life. Today is the last day I'm going to ever see my angels.
Can you imagine?
Damn..
I still don't know if this has surpassed that horrendous day but I know it's going to be very hard.
"Adejah be strong," Ms. Angie's eyes on my mother. I can't see her eyes, due to them being hidden behind her dark shades.
We're all wearing white.
"Mi a stay strong man,"she sniffles. Her tears are forcing mine to pull closer.
Don't cry Dae'ja..
Remember we said we wouldn't...
Yeah, right.
Ms. Angie rocks us as she prays openly, welcoming God's presence as she ask him to give us strength to face this dreadful day.
"Amen," Mimi claps, she isn't far away.
We pull away from the hug but not too far. Her hands still around our waist.
"Listen this naggo easy but unuh affi push through. If the tears come. Cry. But also remember to stay strong, you don't want your health to be affected," she tells us.
"Alright Ms. Angie," mommy says with a painful smile.
Heaven by Beyoncé playing loudly. Goosebumps fills my skin.
I turn to see the Carriage, with the two white horses padding closer. He was apart of the army, so there are soldiers dressed in red marching around it.
I notice the long line of cars approaching. My uncle Rosé leading the way, right behind the Carriage.
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