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I'm Cold


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Written by David Neve   
Sunday, 16 March 2008
 

     "Mother, please, I need to come home."

     "No son, you made your choice and now we must live with it."

     "Please mother, I know I was wrong, I just want to come home."

     "Is it still so simple to you? Has it been so long that you do not remember your own words of mockery and scorn? How you looked down upon me with contempt because I wished to take care of the children? Is this not what you wanted? To do only as you please? To be responsible only for yourself? Remember child, I did not cast you out; this was your choice alone. You and you alone are responsible for the path you have taken and you must follow it to the end."

     "I did not think it would be like this."

     "Child, you did not think at all. I tried to tell you of the loneliness; you would not listen. Anything, you said, would be better than the horrible chains and burdens that came with my love."

     "Mother, I am different now. Now I understand."

     "Different? Perhaps. Or perhaps you simply do not like the consequences of your actions. Even now you speak only of yourself. What about me? Do you think I relish seeing you and knowing that I cannot embrace you? Can you not wonder at my thoughts as I see my child suffer and cannot give comfort?

     "Please mother, I need to come home."

     "I cannot allow it. You know that I cannot. There is more at stake now than before, too much will be lost. You must wait."

     "Until when mother?"

     "Until the next passing; then you can return home. If you return now, the children will be lost."

     "Yes, the children."

     "They were your children too, once. They must be protected."

     "I know. I understand."

 

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     "I'm sorry mother."

     "All will be well, in time. Be patient child, you will come home."

     "Mother..."

     "Yes, child?"

     "It's lonely here."

     "I know child, I know."

     "I'm cold."



Copyright 2008 David Neve

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Posted by Sad Sara
03-16-2008 20:07,
 
Tell me the truth...
Do these blankets make me look fat? 
 
Hehe 
 
Aye, I jest because yer story was sad and made me cry. 
 
Yeah, I'm cold 
 
That was beautifully sad Tarnoggin' 
 
Hope yer well, 
 
'Anna
 
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Posted by gsaracen
03-17-2008 05:23,
 
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feels very profound and sad....and the bit about the ungrateful child...how we only see that respect and obligation to parents, deities, elders is good when we need them....that's really profound too. 
 
And yet the mother forgave. 
 
But I don't understand what "children" they are talking about? she's taking care of his kids? and.... wonder why everything would be lost if he came home? 
 
but feels very profound. very nice!
 
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Posted by gsaracen
03-17-2008 05:24,
 
Anna, the truth...
Yes. :P
 
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Posted by June Eclipsis
03-17-2008 11:13,
 
This
Is very depressing. The mother seems like she's in control of herself, despite the fact that she's probably crying her heart out inside.  
I remember when my mother used to threaten me in the same way when I wasn't exactly obedient.
 
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Posted by Dirkin
03-17-2008 16:48,
 
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Choices always shape and define us. Excellent, sad, touching. Kudos
 
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Posted by Carey Joyce
03-17-2008 19:17,
 
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This is depressing. I often feel I am in a cold and lonely place due to the choices I have made.
 
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