http://slow.writerscafe.org/brokenglass24 The original writings of author Shawna Grace en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776206897 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A week after Tibby went to the angel’s wings. After she turned into a piece of Heaven.It wasn’t gloomy or dark on the day of her funeral. It was sunny andbright. Just how she would’ve wanted it. Her favorite flower, pinkroses were laid perfectly on it. Carved into a ribbon-.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brokenglass24/515484/ I held Tibby’s hand tightly that night. She squeezed my hand and I heldhers, still. Her grip loosened. I looked at her. She was paler thenusual so I left go of her hand a little bit. She loosened her gripstill, and I knew I wasn’t the problem. Her angel wings were callingfor her... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brokenglass24/515482/ Hope-to have a wish to get or do something or for something to happenor be true, especially something that seems possible or likely.Wish-to have a strong feeling of wanting something to happen or wantingto have something, especially something seems unlikely or against theodds.My grandma ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brokenglass24/515481/ The doctor shied away from me. "I understand how hard it can be for you but--" He began."No. No, no you don't understand at all. Do you have a sistertwo-years-younger than you with Luekemia?" I asked him. He shook hishead."You should be with your family. I'm going to go now," He excused and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brokenglass24/515479/ The surgery is over. I’ve been in the waiting room forever. Their stillgetting Tibby ready for us to go back in there. I don’t want to go inthere, just yet anyways. I don’t want to see her “asleep”�"as thedoctors call it�"it just doesn&rs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brokenglass24/515478/ Everything was different now. Time was more fragile. Things seemed to go to fast, too soon. All the good things where little. She's scheduled for a kidney transplant on Thursday. It's Tuesday.December 1st, Tuesday. If it goes well it's going to save herlife...for now. The doctor told us it's.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brokenglass24/515475/ "Andrew?" Tibby asked weakly.I looked up at her. "Yeah?" I asked."I'm sorry," She softly told me.Confused, I asked, "Why?""I'm sorry for making every family member hate you, because of mydisease. Sorry for taking all the attention away from you. Sorry formaking Alex glare at you. I'm sor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brokenglass24/515473/ "Does anybody want a sandwich?" Mom asked sweetly. It was just acover-up. Everything seemed to be covered up around our house now. "Yeah, I want one but where's dad? I need to ask him something," Alex commented.Mom frowned slightly. "At the hospital. Why?" Mom replied. The hospital? Who was at.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brokenglass24/515471/ "Are you scared?" I asked Tibby that night."No," She stated in a firm voice."Your not?" I asked. It was really personally, bu how was she NOT scared? "No," Tibby confirmed.I shook my head in disbelief. "Then why am I?" I asked her."You shouldn't be. I haven't done anything wrong here," She.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brokenglass24/515469/ “Hi baby,” I heard my mom say to my little sister, Tabitha.“H….hi…..mom,” Tabitha choked out. For some reason she had been cryingall day. Was it because she had taken too much medicine for her painfrom Luekemia? Was I because she was dying as I thought o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brokenglass24/515468/ I wrote this two years ago(10 years old)...haven't read it in a long time...so, it's probably not too great of a book. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brokenglass24/515460/ Boring chapter title? Yes. But read the chapter. ^-^ ENJOY!!!~Shawna http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brokenglass24/515458/ Sorry if you don't like it, I'm not really that experienced writing, so if you have any tips feel free to message me or comment with them! Thanks!~Shawna http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brokenglass24/515456/