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Death is for the weak...

by Blotch'd

Blotch'd A Man dies one day by a Terrible sickness. His Wife next to him, Sob's as she can do nothing for him...
Soon the Man dies...
As Ache, The god of Sickness, Watches From above.
A man Named Ralph had a Good life. A wife, A Nice house, and a nice neighborhood. "I love you..." He said to his Wife. "I love you more, Ralph..." The wife said. The two Loved Each other, and There love was Burning bright. But one day, Ralph Picked up a Terrible Disease. The wife Checked in on Ralph often. The two Talked and Lived ALMOST like the way it was before. Ralph soon had to Go to the Hospital. A Month Later, A Doctor came to the Room Ralph was In and Sadly reported that He didn't have Much longer to live. In fact, Ralph was going to die at the Hand's of Cancer. His Wife Walked into the Room after she Heard from the doctor. She hopped Ralph would Live on, and Overcome his cancer. 32 day's later, The doctor Wished Him a Safe Depart. The wife Cried with Ralph, and Refused to leave the Hospital room. The next day, Ralph slowly Closed his Eye's and with his Final Breath, He said this. "I-I love you most..." he weakly said as He closed his Eye's. His Pulse Line stopped going Up and down. The wife Cried Beside the Body of Her Husband and Refused to leave without Knowing they were truly dead. She Cried next to the Body for a Week, before going to His Funeral. After it ended, She was the Last one to leave Church.


From above, The God Of Sickness Watched as The Wife of Ralph Walked out of the Church.
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