She was quite a bit older than me, but from the first day I met her we slept together with every night without fail, except when I went on a trip for some reaso. Sometimes she would caress my back all night, other times I would hug her, not all night, because I change positions a lot when I sleep. On those trips I used to miss her a lot, it's not that I loved her, but I did have a special affection for her, she understood me perfectly, she adapted to my ways and treated my body in a unique way,nights were very comforting with her.
It seemed like I've known her all my life, but no, that's not the case, there was one before her, but I won't talk about that one.I must say something though, we didn't get along from the beginning, she was a little hard on me, but that soon changed and our relationship was almost perfect until the end, yes, cause one way or another, everything comes to an end and this one wasn't happy at all.
Ailments of age.
She had been suffering from some health problems, her joints were no longer the same and her advanced age was noticeable, sometimes,cause of the pain I guess, she made strange sounds. I knew the end was about to come sooner than later,I really didn't want that at all though. Her health got worsen when we stopped being 2 to become 3, I know, that was where the beginning of the end began.
She didn't say a word, but I knew it was very hard for her, considering her age, there were rhythms that she could not follow and in her expression extreme tiredness was appreciable.
Sometimes I heard loud sounds, like a fall down, when I entered the room I found her on the floor, with 2 of her legs damaged, I am not a specialist, but somehow I managed to repair the damage and she managed to move forward, this happened several times, the last time it took me a long time to get her back up again,damage had been more serious than usual.
The end. (Sacrifice)
The three of us were together in the room and my son joined us. We heard that crash again. We saw her fall, we all fell... the fractures and damage this time were irreparable, there was no turning back. I knew it, she knew it as well. The time had come. The sacrifice had to be made. There was no other option. It was the end, the end that always comes whether we want it or not.
I went to the next room and took it in my hand with sadness but with conviction. I had to sacrifice her and so I did, not with a little pain. I am very attached to the things I have and that have been useful to me.
My bed couldn't hold up any longer. There was no other possible repair, so I had no other choice but to dismantle it with the hammer. Now its wood and nails will be used for something else, perhaps to repair my children's bed, which is also old.
It will be difficult for another one to take her place, especially since a bed is worth 3 or 4 months' salary without spending it on anything else. Besides she was already used to me, to us, and I was fond of her. For now, we have to sleep with the mattress on the floor, there is no other way.
I hope you have read till the end before making the phone call to denounce some house killing.
Losing her is quite a strike to our family though, but we'll get through it.
I'll focus now on saving her sister, my sons's bed, perhaps I can rebuild one out of two.
UNTIL NEXT TIME
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