my sunrise
					sarah
			Slowly, cat-like, the spindly thin girl slunk from her bed across the cold uniform tiles.  She snuck to the window and desperately opened the glass pane with a struggling tht would upset any person with a heart.  She was exhausted by the time the window was just barely open, but this moment was so very important to her that there was no way a stuck window would cause this weak girl to miss the moment of her life.  She knew there wasn't much longer for her to live.  As a matter of fact, the doctors had said that it was a miracle that she could even walk.  The disease had eaten away at her aching body so muhc that any slight movement was a stuggle, but this spindly girl continued to fight the window and then climb out of the window.  She scaled the building until she reached the roof.      There she sat alone in the morning mist.  Suddenly a brilliantly colored sphere rose out of the very depths of the earth.  The sphere rose until it was a half circle hemmed with the slihouettes of trees and buildings.  The sun bobbed on the horizon as silent tears streamed down the girl's sickly face.  It truly had been the most amazing and beautiful thing she'd ever seen in her short life.  She felt her lungs get tight and she knew it was time for her to go.  She silently slid back through the window and back into her tough hospital cot.  Her breaths where getting short and raspy.  As she struggled to get more oxygen into her lungs she thought about the vivid sunrise she had just watched.  Her life had been fulfilled.  She whispered to no one in particular, "That was my sunrise, and thost who witnessed it witnessed the purpose of my life.  The soul moment I lived for."  Then she closed her eyes, never to open them again.  At one spontaneous moment nature let out an incredible sigh of thunder and her tears feel across the face of the earth, and htough it was an unexplainable phenomenon to all weather watchers, family and friends of the young girl knew it was a tribute to her short but fulfilled life.       The girl sat up in the clouds looking down on the world and all of the sick children and knew that one day they too would come to be with her someday.  But until then she would create as many beautiful sunrises as she could to fulfill the dreams of other sick and dieing children.
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