Final Words

The sky rumbled, throwing ice-cold water against the window panes. Silvia shivered as she looked outside. It felt as if she were being reprimanded for her decision but she held firm. She wasn’t going to acquiesce to her siblings’ bullying! Mom deserved a chance and disconnecting her life support would take away a hope at life.


Tears running down her face, Sylvia gripped her mother’s hand tightly to the echo of beeping machines. She leaned forward to hear her mom’s final words. “Let me go Sylvie, my time has come.”

As the last beep faded, a life gently slipped away.


© Colline Kook-Chun, 2020

(This post was inspired by Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. The challenge asks for bloggers to write a story in 100 words or less in response to the photo prompt.)

36 thoughts on “Final Words

  1. I think the bullying sister is looking out for her own feelings, not Mom’s. Letting go is so hard, but if that is the express wish of the person whose life is governed by machines, then those wishes should be honored. I don’t see this as suicide. I see it as a choice not to allow extreme measures to keep a heart beating when there is no hope of life.


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