Chapter 30 Chick finished the story

Do you also keep your first childhood memories alone, separate from other memories?For me, I isolated my memories of being three years old.In the summer when I was three years old, a fair was held in a park near my home.There are balloons and a stand selling cotton candy.A group of men who had just finished the tug of war lined up in front of the water dispenser to drink water. I must have been thirsty, because my mother carried me to the front of the line.I remember her cutting into the line, walking up to the sweaty, shirtless men, wrapping one arm tightly around my chest, turning the handle of the drinking fountain with her free hand.She whispered in my ear: Drink, Charlie.I bent forward, my feet dangling in the air.I gulp down the water and everyone waits for me to finish it.I can still feel her arms around me now.I can also see the bubbling water.This is my earliest memory, mother and son, a world just the two of us.

Now, in the last moments of this last day with her, the same thing happened.I felt like my body was splitting open and I could barely move.But her arms wrapped around my chest and I felt her hug me again.The wind blows across my face.All I saw was darkness, as if we were walking behind a long curtain.Then, the darkness recedes and the stars appear.Thousands of stars.She put me on the wet grass and brought my broken soul back to this world. Mom, my throat feels like a sting.I had to swallow to speak.that woman?What was she talking about in that foreign language? She gently leveled my shoulders: Forgive.

Forgive her?Or forgive dad? My head hit the ground.I felt sticky blood dripping down my temples. yourself.she says. I couldn't move my body.I can't move my arms or legs.I am leaving little by little.How much time do I have? Yes.I said harshly. She looked puzzled. Yes.You are a good mother. She touched her lips with her hand, covering her smile.She seemed about to explode with contentment. survive.she says. no wait a minute I love you, Charlie. She waved her fingers.I cried. i will lose you Her face seemed to float above mine. You can't lose your mother, Charlie.I am here.

Then, a burst of extremely bright light covered her figure. Charles.Bernato.can you hear me There were tingling pains in my limbs. We are moving you. I want to pull her back. Did you hear us, Charles? Myself and my mother.I muttered. I feel a tender kiss on my forehead. my mom and me.She corrects me. she left. I blink hard.I see the sky.I see stars.Then, the stars fell.They gradually approached me, getting bigger and bigger, round and white, like baseballs.Instinctively, I spread my arms like a baseball glove.I want to catch all the stars. Wait a moment.Look at his hands. The voice softened.Charles?

A little softer. Charles?Hey, it's all right, buddy.come back hello, come here! He waved his flashlight at the two policemen.He was young, as I imagined.