Picture based Essay

The moderator gave us a picture and we were free to write about anything that we wanted to. This practice is related to my last post where we had to list down our observation of the picture.

Time given to write was 10 minutes.

Memories was all he had. The discoloured picture was all that was saved. ‘My precious gift’ was scribbled on the back of it.

Warm droplets streamed down his cheek. His long bony fingers traced over the word, the ugly writing of a 9 year old, reminiscing. It was his first time holding a camera. His first white Christmas.

He could still remember she woke him up just to catch the soft powdery flakes of the morning dew. Her high screeching voice waking him with loving annoyance.

He blinked, He too was there.

His little brother. His precious little brother of merely 2 minutes. His best friend. They shared everything, every moment, every joy. They even shared the same womb at the very same time.

There they was. The three of them. The three of them was more than just siblings. She was apart of them. She was the reason the picture existed. The reason they was alive. He is still alive.

The medallion hanged at the back of the fire place now hangs in his bedroom. A remembrance. Remembrance of that day. He could still smell the burning flesh within the thick ashes that covered them. In a blink on an eye his two most precious gift by his parents lost forever.

Now, the brass pitcher that was misplaced in the picture is the only thing that bond them together.