The Plug (One)

This story is about a girl. Is there much more I can add?
My mother told me to pull the plug on her oxygen machine. I tried to resist, but nothing worked. I leaned forward, unwrapped the protective cellophane, and pulled the silver plug out of the wall. I watched as my mother smiled her final smile and faded away. My mouth hung open as she literally dissolved into thin air. I looked around, trying to find help, but nobody was there. Frantic, I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket. I tried to dial the numbers, but I was dissolving, too. The whole world was melting, fading. I tried to stand up, but I immediately fell back. Everything was gone, and so was I. Everything was pure white, and I couldn't move.....

By Emilie LaTrinite
Published: 2/15/2009
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