grassclawpal

        Relief Why do we fear death, when death is just a sweet relief from the pain of life? What is so spectacular with the suffering and loss that we experience during our lives? Why is death feared when in reality its just a break from everything thats kept us down.

A story: part 4 Mattie was frozen with fear. Finally she ran to her house. As she ran inside she felt a strong arm pull her back. She turned and saw a police officer standing in the doorway. “Young lady you can’t go in there. This is a crime scene.” The police officer stated. “This is my house. Where is my mother?” Mattie began to panic. She never would forgive herself if something had happened to her mom. “She’s on her way to the hospital. We’ll have an officer take you there now.” Mattie found herself being escorted to a police car. She looked in the mirror and suddenly began to panic. For there

A Story: Part 3 After the man at the door finally left, the girls thought about what to do next. “Should we wake up your dad and tell him what happened?” Mattie suggested. “No”, Karrie announced, “I am old enough to handle this myself. Let’s just stay inside for a while.” “Ok. If that’s what you want to do, I’ll get some chips while you start the movie”, Mattie mumbled as she walked from the living room to the kitchen.  Mattie appeared a few moments later with a bag of chips in one hand and some cheese dip in the other. They had started the movie and were about fifteen minutes into it

A Story: Part 2 Mattie and Karrie went to the door to see who it was. As they walked to the door Mattie wondered who would be wandering around at 6:30 in the morning. As they opened the door they saw a man in his late thirties. “My name is Bill Farmington”, he announced. “I worked with your father. He’s a very old friend of mine. I’m terribly sorry to inform you he’s been in a car wreck! He asked me to come get you and take you to the hospital he’s staying at.” “Oh No!”, Karrie exclaimed, “Lead the way.” As soon as the man turned around Karrie slammed and locked the door. “Wh

                                               A story                                      by Grassclawpal As she dove into the lake she felt the cold water. She was glad she had decided to come swimming. She felt refreshed. She was off in her own little world when Karrie, her best friend came by. “Mattie? Is that you Mattie?”, her friend asked, “What are you doing it’s five in the morning?” Mattie turned around to see Karrie riding her bike, delivering today’s paper. “I felt hot”, Mattie said,” I thought taking a swim would help me cool off.” She put her shirt on over her bathing suit, g