The Wave of Seperation

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Mother, I thought. My beautiful, loving mother passed away just a few months ago. Ever since her death, I couldn't sleep all right. I would roll back and forth in my rough bed and sometimes pause to stare at the gloomy ceiling.

Whenever my father talked, I could tell he was trying to tuck away all his sorrowful feelings. But I knew that he deep inside, couldn't handle this gruesome tragedy more than anyone else.

Dad told me that seeing me look miserable and stricken made him nervous. He said that he wanted us both to take a step out of our pitiful misery. So, that is why my dear father took me to this gorgeous country called Indonesia, a country alongside of neat beaches made of shimmering, wavy water that glimmers in the morning light and full of little children who are ever so gleeful.

"Father!" I exclaimed in fury as I hopped fiercely out of our rented SUV that was now parked in front of a golden beach. "I'm so tired from our long trip here. Could you please buy me some ice-cream?" I knew that even my compelling father would have been undoubtedly exhausted too. But never the less, I tried.

"Sure Karl," he replied as his smooth voice flowed like a steady river. I had my father's dominant brown eyes. He was tall and strong just like a soldier. Any kid would dream to be his son. He continued, "What kind? There are a lot of interesting kinds here."

Suddenly, I saw a gush of sadness make its way slowly into his eyes. Maybe he doesn't want to leave me, I thought. I didn't know why, but I knew what I had to do.

"No!" I shouted. "Please don't go. I don't care about some stupid ice cream!"

"Karl," father continued."It's just an ice cream. Here, I'll get you your favourite, chocolate with some sprinkles on top. Just ho...

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...ite down the pain that rushed into me as I met the teary eyes of little children. I held down the pain with all my might until I met the eyes of one cheerful boy.

I ran with all my might. My throat was aching for air. The delicious rush of wind passing my face thrilled me. I took a deep breath and lunged myself at Karl.

I stuffed my head into Karl's shoulder like a little child and cried down his back mumbling every single thought that was in my head.

"It was them who rescued me father, them." He pointed gently over to Sarah who was holding a white handkerchief and wiping a few tears that rolled down her cheeks. "I'm sorry I left you at the beach."

"It wasn't you that left me, it was me. I beg you, please forgive me." I pleaded clutching Karl's hands. "Also promise me, we will never ever separate from each other again."

"I promise."

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