Wednesday, November 10, 2010

The Value of Life

The girl held the rabbit as it worked for every breath of air.  It was hard to watch a small creature be in so much pain and be unable to anything about it.  So the girl did the only things she could.  She held her gently in her arms and spoke softly  to the furry friend who often kept her company in the garden.  Suddenly the rabbit kick and jumped right out of the girls arms.  The girl instantly picked her back up and tried to calm the frantic and scared rabbit.  A few moments later the struggling stopped and the harsh breathing with it.  The girl held the body of her friend and wondered how life could leave so quickly like that.  It was so strange to hold that lifeless body and compare it to what it use to be. 
Slowly standing up still holding the rabbit's small body, she made her way to the room where her parents sat talking.  When her mother she reached out for the body she like it go unwillingly and stepped back to watch what would happen next.  After a minute she quietly slipped out of the room, grabbing her winter coat she made her way to the back door and slipped into the darkness of the night.
The darkness had a odd sort of comfort to it.  She let her tears fall knowing no one would see them here.  Walking to a place where she could see the city clearly, she sat down and stared at the prof that life still does go on.  To think of all the people that lived in that city who did not value there lives or the lives or the people around them.  It was sad and her silent tear continued to fall until a breeze of fresh winter air dried them up.  She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and slowly let the air out slowly.  By the time she opened her eyes she already said farewell to her little friend and was ready to do her best to face whatever life was to throw at her next.  As she made her way quietly back inside she said a little pray for herself and who ever else who had lost a loved one that night.