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I urge people to join in, comment with your paragraph of fiction to accompany the image. It doesn’t have to follow my story or reflect the same themes. It can be a poem or in a different language (provide a translation please :) ). Anyone who wants to join in, is welcome. This photograph will be reblogged under Ermisenda on tumblr and added to the Picture it & Write gallery on Facebook and Pinterest.

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silent dying by laura makabresku on Flickr

My brother looked so peaceful. As I watched him from my seat, I wondered when he would wake up. I knew I was fooling myself but I didn’t care. I couldn’t handle what was happening. I kept fidgeting with my fingers and tapping my foot. I reached out and touched the thin cloth. Grandma smacked my hand out of nowhere. She always had a knack of sneaking up on people. I leaned back into my chair and touched my stricken hand.

“You cannot take the cloth from his body. You know that, Xavi.”

I nodded. I didn’t want this to be true. I didn’t want what would happen next.

Suddenly, my brother opened his eyes and I knew it had started.

Ermisenda Alvarez

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