Echo’s Past

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She wasn’t breathing.  Her skin felt like a cold, skinless chicken breast.  I didn’t know what to do.  I pushed on her chest a couple of times, then leaned my ear down to her mouth.  I’d seen people do this on TV. I didn’t know if I should be trying to hear her breath or feel it on my ear.   I pushed again, but it didn’t feel like I was helping, it felt like I was inflicting more pain.  This time when I leaned in, I just stayed there.

“Mom.”  I started to cry.

I wrapped my arms around her.  That’s when I knew she was dead.  There was nothing.  No one.  Life was gone from her broken body.  I was freaked out, devastated, and then scared.  I looked one last time at my mother’s face, and then I went to Ray.  He was unconscious, naked on the floor.  I couldn’t tell if he was dead, but I didn’t want to wait around to find out.

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