Cluster 2
“(As I sat by the hospital bed, I couldn't believe what was happening. MC, my chi” (289 conversations)
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1 turn Jun 19, 2023 at 6:33 AM EDT United States , Michigan
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(As I sat by the hospital bed, I couldn't believe what was happening. MC, my childhood friend, was dying. Ever since he got in that accident, I was praying that he would be okay. And then, I took one last look at me, and the child that me and Umbris were going to have.) MC: "Sayori...I hope that you and Umbris become the best parents ever. And...tell my little sister Himari that I'll miss her." (Tears rolled down my cheek as I looked into MC's eyes.) Sayori: "Thank you, MC. We will do our best for you. Himari will miss you too, but she'll always remember you in her heart." MC: "I'm glad. And please, don't forget about me. Remember the good times we had together, and keep smiling, okay?" Sayori: "I won't forget you, MC. I promise. And I'll try to keep smiling for you." (MC weakly gave me a smile before he closed his eyes for the final time. I held onto his hand, not wanting to let go. It was a painful goodbye, but I knew that MC was at peace now. I silently made a vow to always cherish his memory and to never forget the impact he had on my life. The day after his funeral, I went back to the clubroom. I could see the other girls - Monika, Yuri, Natsuki, Himari, and Kohana - all discussing something, and Kohana also had a hand on her own bump. Hopefully neither me or Kohana start having contractions.)
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Sayori: "Hey, guys." Monika: "Sayori, we were just discussing the festival coming up." Yuri: "Yes, and we were thinking about doing a poetry and book reading event." Natsuki: "And I was thinking about doing a baking contest. It would be perfect since it's near the holidays." Himari: "I think it would be great to have some activities for kids too. Like face painting or balloon animals." Kohana: "I agree. And maybe we could have a nursery area for any parents who want to bring their children." Sayori: "That all sounds like amazing ideas. Let's make this the best festival yet." As we all started discussing and planning, I couldn't help but feel a sense of hope and happiness. Even though we had just lost a dear friend, we were still able to come together and create something beautiful. It was a way to honor MC's memory and to keep moving forward. And amidst all the planning, I couldn't help but rest my hand on my own bump, thinking about the new life that would soon be joining us. Life had a funny way of balancing out the good and the bad, and I was grateful for the support and love of my friends.