The Eddelsons Family: A Short Story

It was the fall of 1983. The Eddelsons family was a very mysterious and unusual family. They lived in a rugged, shady, shack upon a hillside in Blue Ridge, Georgia. Randall Eddelson and his wife, Marie, had just had their fisrt born child. This child had changed their life and might have finally changed the couple of their rough times. A very poor family with a very poor personality. Everything changed one evening as they began to walk upon the streets at dawn. Marie has grown ill with a sickness deadly enough to kill in an instant. No one had heard of this sickness within her and it became scary for the family. They walked in hopes of someone to help Marie come back to health.

A thundercloud covered above the sky making the light go

Nothing came upon and Marie only felt the pains of losing a child and the devasting illness. With the money the Eddelsons had, it wasnt enough to bare medications and go to the very source of her body and remove what was inside of her. They began to mourn and cry yelling out in the streets. Not another soul would be lurking. Randall had leaned down to the fallen Marie, trying to help her back up as they made their way to the broken down shack they lived in. Times had'nt been kind to the Eddelsons, this had only come to play throughout the next months of their lives. Lives aren't just handed out, but they are taken. Marie and her weakened and diseased body mourned all day everyday for her child. This left Randall to work himself to the core trying to make a living and support a low lifed family as them. Randall had dedication where he wouldn't stop. Little did he know, the last time he kissed he wife before leaving, would be his

He walked in and heard or saw no signs of Marie. He called throughout the house yelling at the top of his worn out lungs. "Marie! Where are you!" He tore the house upside down before walking to the childs small room that was a laundry room. He walked in to find a note that read, "Randall, mourning everyday for our child wasn't bringing it back. Our lives shouldnt be dealt in such a manner of disappointment anymore." He began to cry as he continued the note. "Randall, we deserved more and I refuse to live my life. I want to see my child. I love you and miss you, Signed, Your Love, Marie" Randall broke down to his knees holding his deceased wife's hand. He looked over and saw the gun used by Marie. He stared it down. He bawled with tears filling up his brown eyes. He looked around screaming and cursing, saddened that it ended this way. "I will see you again my love." The gun was shot and fell from his hands as he fell over. He laid only to decay away with his