6 Apr 2023, 02:04
My Love Will Never Die  Solo   Stormy Van Graff   Durmstrang   Completed 
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DATE ┊ Feb 8, 2017-----OUTFIT ┊ click here-----HAIR ┊ click here-----MENTIONS-----
STATUSclosed-----WC ┊ 361/200-----ENGLISH"words"-----DUTCH"words"-----THOUGHTS"words"-----FATHER"words"-----MOTHER"words"

-----Stormy was happily playing with some cars in his playroom. When his father walked in "Stormy, it's your mother. It's time to say good-bye" his father said. "Where is mama going?" Stormy asked not looking up from his toys. "Stormy please" his father pleading with him taking his hand and leading him out of the room.
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Stormy was led down a long hallway to his parents bedroom. His father knocked on the door "Come in" a weak voice called out from the other side of the door. "Go on in son" his father said pushing him inside the room.
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"MAMA" he squealed running toward the bed and jumping onto it. "Hello my sweet boy" she said tiredly pulling Stormy into her arms. Stormy began to play with her hair, he had always found comfort in doing so. "Mama, daddy said you were going somewhere. Where are you going?" he asked looking up at her. "You know mama has been sick for a very long time baby" she started sadly "It is now my time to go" she finished scanning the boys eyes for a reaction. "Where are you going Mama" the confused white haired child asked once again. "Bubba, I know this is hard for you to understand but mama isn't going to be with you on earth much longer" she cooed stroking the small boys hair. Stormy shook slightly and teared up. "Don't cry, i'll still be with you" she said pointing at Stormy's heart. He giggled and cuddled closer to his mother. "Stormy, I have something for you" she says reaching into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a stuffed bear. Stormy made gimme hands at it. "I take it you like it" she laughed which turned into a fit of coughs. "Come snuggle with mama for awhile" she said pulling Stormy closer. They sat there cuddling in silence for awhile until Stormy had a question. "Mama?" he asked, no response came. "MAMA" he shouted poking her, still no response "DaDdY" he screamed. His father rushed into the room, he quickly figured out was going on "Oh god Rosemunda, Stormy go fetch the doctor" his father yelled at him.

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