Stories: from various points of view

By: Leslie McKenzie 

A Mãe (mother)

Why?  Why her?  Why MY baby?  Why couldn't it be me?  What did I do wrong?  I was a good mother!  What did I do to deserve to have my baby taken away from me?  Why couldn't she have the chance to experience life?  What kind of a god would take such a young and innocent life?  Now she will never know what life is...never know her family...we'll never know what she is like!  Her older sister Consuelo won't understand where her baby sister is...  Why?  I wish I could understand!  I should have been first...I've always been ready to go first!

I just pray to God that she can make it to the heavens...

Consuelo, a irmã (sister)

Baby, you'll be okay.  When you get older you can play outside with me, and we can play dress-up together.  But why are you being so quiet?  You usually babble and try to talk to me.  It's because of all these people, isn't it?  Are you shy, baby?  It's your birthday party.  You should be having fun!  Do you want to play a game?  We can play peek-a-boo, or that airplane game you love so much.  But why aren't you looking at me, and why aren't you moving?  You usually reach out to me and giggle when I hold your hand.  Are you sick?  Maybe you're just sleepy.  I just don't understand.  Mamá, what is wrong with my baby sister? 

A avó (grandmother)

She is at peace now.  And with her eyes open and with the help of her angels, she will have no problem getting to where she needs to go.  It is a shame that she will never experience the joys of life, but she is in a better place now, with her king.  And I know in my heart that one day we will all be reunited...

A bébé (baby)

It's the fairies again...why am I seeing them again so soon?  It's so bright.  Where are they taking me?  They just brought me here six months ago.  Why are they taking me back?  I haven't had a chance to spend any time here with my family...meu mãe e pai, meu irmã Consuelo, meu avós...  I will never get to know them.  What is happening to me?  The fairies are telling me that I will be much happier with them, that I will be with my king.  But why didn't I get to decide that for myself?  Why?  Why me?  I don't understand what life is, now I will never know...