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this is part 3
Desi was now fours years old. She still wasn’t well enough to go to school so she learnt at hospital. She loved English she always had her head buried in a book. The hospital always called her little Jane Austin which always made her laugh.
Her least favourite subject was maths I would spend hours helping her out with it.
I was now heavily pregnant and could not stand up for too long if I did I would probably wet myself. I was never in this discomfort with Desi she was a tiny little thing when I would say I was pregnant people would be surprise because I wasn’t at all big. This baby feels like a fully grown toddler. I was sitting with Desi and talking to her about the book she has been reading when mark walked in with a massive smile on his face.
“why you so happy?” I asked curiously
“I have some good news” spoke mark
Desi looked up at mark with wide eyes.
“Desi, we think you are well enough to go home. You still have to have your medication but you such a brave girl you don’t need a nurse to do it for you.” I little tear rolled down my eye.
I looked over to Desi would looked comply confused.
“ where’s home?” as she said this I realized something
“I don’t have a home, I sold it when Desi was first diagnosed to pay for her medical bill, and the money I have earned isn’t far enough for a apartment or house. “well that is settled you and Desi move in with me, and it makes sense with our little baby on the way”
Desi still loved confused,
“mommy, I live here”
After hours of explaining to Desi that she can go home she finally went to sleep. While she was asleep I went to my room to pack up my stuff ready to move in with mark. I left a message on marks phone saying my stuff was packed. He went out of town to get things for Desi.
When he came back I put my stuff in his car and we set off to get things ready for when Desi comes. The day finally came when Desi was now out of hospital. We took her to her new home and showed her, her new bedroom she loved it so much she climbed into bed and grabbed her book out from her bag and started reading it.
“ me and mark are going to watch TV” I told Desi she nodded her head and carried on reading her book.
I sat on marks lap and watched the TV. It was being like teenagers again we where all giggling over nothing. It was great his apartment was just the right size for our growing family. Soon couple of days after we moved in I started getting some pain. But I ignored I though it was indigestion but the pains got worse and soon I went into labour and finally the little bundle of joy entered the world. A little girl. Mark wanted to call her Danny and I agreed with the name because she looked like a Danny.
Desi was over the moon with her little sister. Danny soon grew and now she was now a very active toddler. Desi loved it because she had someone to play with all the time. Me and mark never had any sibling so we never had anyone to play with.
Danny was now able to talk and had a mind like s sponge so me and mark could now swear when she was around.
Desi and Danny where inseparable Danny always wanted to know where Desi was and what she was doing. It was very cute as parent to watch. One night Desi could not sleep and came in see me. I was asleep in my room I had a sense that something was not right which made me wake up instantly. As my eyes opened I saw Desi face.
“Hun what’s wrong” I whispered as mark had an early shift and needed to get some sleep.
“cannot sleep” she spoke. I pulled the covers off me and took her to the living room and sat down watching tele. Desi felt cold and her skin was pale. I got worried.
“why could you not sleep?” I asked
“ I hurt” she spoke.
My heart sank. I know what this means. The next day I took Desi to the hospital the next day and the doctor wanted to keep her in to keep an eye on her.
Mark and I took the day off to stay with Desi and got a babysitter in to look after Danny as Mark didn’t wanted her catching anything at the hospital he was every concerned about her health.
Desi got worse over the night the whole colour in her face comply disappeared and she was stone cold. She looked up into my eyes.
“I don’t feel well” she told me. I held her hand and stroked her face. Things where not at all looking up The next morning the worsted had happened. She sadly past away during the night. I stood crying for ages. I felt empty like someone had ripped my heart out and stamped on it. Mark was at home with Danny. I needed to get away to collected my thoughts. Nothing seemed real anymore. Every minuet that went past felt the years.
The pain was so unbearable. I finally plucked up the courage to call Desi’s dad to tell him what had happened.
As he answered I cried.
“Anna, is that you.” he spoke “ Anna what has happened talk to me”
“DESI” I screamed down the phone. I heard him drop the phone and broke down crying. This made me angry.
“why are you crying you never even met her.” I yelled down the phone to him. I hanged up the phone. It was the day of the funeral, my eyes where sore and red I had not had any sleep since she had gone. Mark was the same he spent most of the night with me in his arms.
We only wanted us to be their as we were the only ones who really knew Desi.
The vicar made a beautiful speech which made us both cry The vicar gave us some time to say goodbye before she got buried. I could not bring myself to look and her lifeless face it hurt to much to know that she had gone. Now my little Deserae Linda Thyme was now literally my little angel
Stay tuned for the next story
Its called Desi’s wish. Xx
Thanks you all the lovely comment and thank you for reading my story.
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9 Comment(s) posted so far
On Oct 17, 2009 Golden97 wrote:
Aww that was really sad
i thought that desi had got better !!I will be looking out for your next story! 
On Oct 17, 2009 Mangio wrote:
such a sad part.
I wonder what wishes Desi will grant ...
On Oct 17, 2009 martoele wrote:
This is just a story but these thing happen all the time. Must be horrible to loose a child...
I'll be looking forward to the next part. (I rate 5) 
On Oct 17, 2009 The Simsss Fan wrote:
Sad,but beautiful.Can't wait for your next story.
On Oct 17, 2009 this_is_me wrote:
Aw, so sad. I hope she comes back as a little ghost.
On Oct 18, 2009 xOxJESSICAxOx wrote:
Aww thats so sad
but its good
On Oct 18, 2009 melaniecox wrote:
A very emotional story, made me cry! I have 2 young children myself, and the thought of them being seriously ill is unbearable.
On Jun 11, 2010 scottie_10 wrote:
On Apr 11, 2011 InnyLovesR wrote:
the story is so sad...