Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Of the Dream ❯ Of the Dream ( Chapter 3 )
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By: kittieli 
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.29.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 190 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.29.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 190 | Status: Work In Progress
Timothy's healthy declined rapidly for the following month. By the beginning of the second month, he was hospitalized. Michelle followed him everywhere; she even dropped off her summer course to take care of Timothy and to keep him happy. She loved him, and never stopped. He no longer looked athletic or muscular; his face had no color within. Upon the hospital bed, he looked so frail and lifeless. He seemed as if all his desire for life had been sucked out of him. All she saw were skin and bone when he used to be muscular and handsome with his charms. His charms were still present, and always had a smile on his face whenever Michelle was near. Timothy was like a dried twig that could be snapped apart easily. No sooner he was reduced to a loose layer of skin covering his skeleton. He spent most of his time lying in his bed staring into nothingness or hunched on a chair trying to feel comfortable, knowing it's impossible. During times, Michelle would sit in a chair beside him and watch him sleep.
As time passed, Timothy had as if grown into an old man, he's eyesight had became so poor, he was hardly able to see much at all. Michelle did everything she could to keep him comfortable or feel at peace, but it wasn't easy. By the end of August, he lost his eyesight completely. Michelle was in such dismay.
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One October day, when the leaves on maple trees were slowly turning yellow, Michelle bought a bouquet of fresh flowers for Timothy to keep in his small hospital room. She stepped into his room softly, for she didn't want to disturb his rest. She walked to the vase at his bed table and changed his wilted flowers with the newly bought bunch. She looked to Timothy and noticed he was taking a regular afternoon nap. She walked away from his bed and went towards the window, and sat upon the windowsill to look at the scenery of the early September afternoon. After who knows how long, she hear Timothy stir and saw him as he tried to sit up. He looked wondrously at the wall across from his bed. Michelle noticed his dreamlike manner, and his face altered from a no-expression face to a grin that was finally present on his face. Michelle smiled when she saw Timothy smiling for the first time in days. She walked over to him and sat upon his bed, Timothy sensed her movement but did not change his gaze from the opposite wall. He kept on smiling and say a quiet, "Hi Michelle!"
"Hi Timothy, what are you looking at?" Michelle inquired.
"I see bright light there," pointing at the empty white wall, Michelle saw tears roll from Timothy's eyes. And she felt her own sting her eyes and roll down her face. She opened her mouth to speak, but choked with her effort.
She tried to speak with a steady voice, "What kind of light? Can I see it?"
"A bright light, that's all I can say, wow, it's beautiful. It's waiting for me!" Timothy spoke.
Michelle reached over for Timothy's hand, it felt icy cold, but she could feel that Timothy's heart was warm. She knew in her heart his time has come, but her head wouldn't accept it.
"I...don't have to suffer anymore. Michelle, I'll miss you so much. Just remember, I'll never forget you. I love you so much." Timothy said between tears. He closed his eyes slowly and seemed to still see the light up ahead.
Michelle realized she was losing him, her loved one. She took a deep breath and said, "Timothy, I don't want to hold you back because of me and let you suffer, I wish you to be at peace, and my heart would be set at ease." As she broke off and started to cried in his arms.
Timothy combed through her wavy green hair with his fingers to comfort her. "Timothy, You'll be in my heart forever."
"I know, thank you. Let's make our last moments special."
"I am going to miss you more than you could ever imagine. It will be so hard to live the rest of my life without you. I know one day, I will see you again."
Timothy finally looked away from the wall and faced Michelle, he gave her an assuring smile to let her know that he understood. Michelle felt a sense of relief.
Michelle reached over for Timothy's hand, it felt icy cold, but she could feel that Timothy's heart was warm. She knew in her heart his time has come, but her head wouldn't accept it.
"I...don't have to suffer anymore. Michelle, I'll miss you so much. Just remember, I'll never forget you. I love you so much." Timothy said between tears. He closed his eyes slowly and seemed to still see the light up ahead.
Michelle realized she was losing him, her loved one. She took a deep breath and said, "Timothy, I don't want to hold you back because of me and let you suffer, I wish you to be at peace, and my heart would be set at ease." As she broke off and started to cried in his arms.
Timothy combed through her wavy green hair with his fingers to comfort her. "Timothy, You'll be in my heart forever."
"I know, thank you. Let's make our last moments special."
"I am going to miss you more than you could ever imagine. It will be so hard to live the rest of my life without you. I know one day, I will see you again."
Timothy finally looked away from the wall and faced Michelle, he gave her an assuring smile to let her know that he understood. Michelle felt a sense of relief. It provided them both closure and comfort.
Before long, Michelle left Timothy to rest. Alone in the hospital room, he realized that his life was slipping away, and closed his eyes to enjoy the last peaceful moments. The morning came, and Timothy woke up to see what heaven was like. Instead, he saw only darkness, and the smell and sound of the hospital room was all around him. However, he felt a sense of warmth near him. He felt Michelle nearby, and reached out. Michelle saw him stir, and took his hand. It felt so warm against her own, with that she warped his hands around hers. They were so close, it was the closest to heave that both of them had been in their life.
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As time passed, Timothy had as if grown into an old man, he's eyesight had became so poor, he was hardly able to see much at all. Michelle did everything she could to keep him comfortable or feel at peace, but it wasn't easy. By the end of August, he lost his eyesight completely. Michelle was in such dismay.
* * * * *
One October day, when the leaves on maple trees were slowly turning yellow, Michelle bought a bouquet of fresh flowers for Timothy to keep in his small hospital room. She stepped into his room softly, for she didn't want to disturb his rest. She walked to the vase at his bed table and changed his wilted flowers with the newly bought bunch. She looked to Timothy and noticed he was taking a regular afternoon nap. She walked away from his bed and went towards the window, and sat upon the windowsill to look at the scenery of the early September afternoon. After who knows how long, she hear Timothy stir and saw him as he tried to sit up. He looked wondrously at the wall across from his bed. Michelle noticed his dreamlike manner, and his face altered from a no-expression face to a grin that was finally present on his face. Michelle smiled when she saw Timothy smiling for the first time in days. She walked over to him and sat upon his bed, Timothy sensed her movement but did not change his gaze from the opposite wall. He kept on smiling and say a quiet, "Hi Michelle!"
"Hi Timothy, what are you looking at?" Michelle inquired.
"I see bright light there," pointing at the empty white wall, Michelle saw tears roll from Timothy's eyes. And she felt her own sting her eyes and roll down her face. She opened her mouth to speak, but choked with her effort.
She tried to speak with a steady voice, "What kind of light? Can I see it?"
"A bright light, that's all I can say, wow, it's beautiful. It's waiting for me!" Timothy spoke.
Michelle reached over for Timothy's hand, it felt icy cold, but she could feel that Timothy's heart was warm. She knew in her heart his time has come, but her head wouldn't accept it.
"I...don't have to suffer anymore. Michelle, I'll miss you so much. Just remember, I'll never forget you. I love you so much." Timothy said between tears. He closed his eyes slowly and seemed to still see the light up ahead.
Michelle realized she was losing him, her loved one. She took a deep breath and said, "Timothy, I don't want to hold you back because of me and let you suffer, I wish you to be at peace, and my heart would be set at ease." As she broke off and started to cried in his arms.
Timothy combed through her wavy green hair with his fingers to comfort her. "Timothy, You'll be in my heart forever."
"I know, thank you. Let's make our last moments special."
"I am going to miss you more than you could ever imagine. It will be so hard to live the rest of my life without you. I know one day, I will see you again."
Timothy finally looked away from the wall and faced Michelle, he gave her an assuring smile to let her know that he understood. Michelle felt a sense of relief.
Michelle reached over for Timothy's hand, it felt icy cold, but she could feel that Timothy's heart was warm. She knew in her heart his time has come, but her head wouldn't accept it.
"I...don't have to suffer anymore. Michelle, I'll miss you so much. Just remember, I'll never forget you. I love you so much." Timothy said between tears. He closed his eyes slowly and seemed to still see the light up ahead.
Michelle realized she was losing him, her loved one. She took a deep breath and said, "Timothy, I don't want to hold you back because of me and let you suffer, I wish you to be at peace, and my heart would be set at ease." As she broke off and started to cried in his arms.
Timothy combed through her wavy green hair with his fingers to comfort her. "Timothy, You'll be in my heart forever."
"I know, thank you. Let's make our last moments special."
"I am going to miss you more than you could ever imagine. It will be so hard to live the rest of my life without you. I know one day, I will see you again."
Timothy finally looked away from the wall and faced Michelle, he gave her an assuring smile to let her know that he understood. Michelle felt a sense of relief. It provided them both closure and comfort.
Before long, Michelle left Timothy to rest. Alone in the hospital room, he realized that his life was slipping away, and closed his eyes to enjoy the last peaceful moments. The morning came, and Timothy woke up to see what heaven was like. Instead, he saw only darkness, and the smell and sound of the hospital room was all around him. However, he felt a sense of warmth near him. He felt Michelle nearby, and reached out. Michelle saw him stir, and took his hand. It felt so warm against her own, with that she warped his hands around hers. They were so close, it was the closest to heave that both of them had been in their life.
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