Blog Assignment # 4
That night the room was cold and I felt a silence that was unexplainable, in my head I kept looking at the door lying to myself that we will come so it doesn't hurt anymore but the reality was that he will never cross that door again. He left, God took him and he is not coming back never again. I felt into a depression and every night I would play our song, smoke a cigarette, look at the pictures and read his love letter he wrote. I knew I was killing myself doing this by remembering the memories that had once were the happiest moments of my life but nobody could understood how it hurts. When I talk to his mom I understand why she was crying that day, she felt something in her heart as a mother would, but we never imagine it was his son’s death. I will never forget his words, “If you miss me look up in the sky and if you see the full moon that’s me” and that’s what I do every time there’s a full moon I know it’s him.What inspired me to write nonfiction story is that you can relate to your feelings and it’s easier to write. When you know something hurts and the only way for you to express your feeling is through a paper it comes to be a good vignette. For my final paper I think I can add more details and try not to be so sentimental. I thing that I have written short stories before but I don’t remember, how I try to revised my paper with someone reading it for me so they could catch mistakes on it.
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