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Rebecca:it was 1964(Age:19) when I had finally gotten my license so I could drive anywhere I wanted. My boyfriend at the time Henry Sharder had recently received a new car but he didn't have a license. We were so young back then we could drive anywhere together and still have fun. Years passed and we got engaged. If I remember correctly it was Wednesday 16 March 1976(Age:32). I could never forget the day my boyfriend knelt down on one knee and proposed to me. I was so delighted to see that after all these years he was certainly a keeper so I decided to do something nice in return.

On our wedding day(Friday 27 April 1976) I had put on a snow white dress and believe me it was as stunning as my looks back in the day. We were just about to say our wedding vows when his mother arrived. His mother had been in a coma for a while due to head trauma and serious damage to the brain caused by a roberry at her neighbors house. She wanted to help them but it ended up putting her in danger. Nothing bad happened apart from that and the neighbors are still great full till this day. It's been years since he visited his mother so I decided to check up on her and let her know the good news. They both burst into tears of joy as they hugged each other tight. I was happy and we continued our wedding. My vows that day went a little bit like this"No matter what may stand in our path I swear to always remember your face, your touch and the way you make me feel when I'm around you because you are the one thing in life I don't want to forget. I'll never lose you to anyone or anything. "I cried a bit during the vows and he smiled at me with the warmest smile I'd ever felt. His smile was as warm as the breeze in spring.

About a few years later(1995) {Age:51} my husband is said to be missing and I cannot trace him. The police came to my door a few weeks later to tell me about my husband. I kindly invited them in and we all took a seat around the table I had been given as a gift from my aunt. What I heard next shocked me.The police spoke to me in a very gentle and considerate way. They said and I qoute"Mrs sharder, your husband Henry sharder has been found dead near a hotel. He had red stains of lipstick on his shirt and there seemed to be a sign of struggle and frustration." I sat there feeling oddly numb as if I had been injected with an anesthetic around my whole body. I had barely blinked till after 2 hours. The police almost called an ambulance but I assured them that I was fine and escorted them outside of the house. It must've been very suspicious of me not to cry at the death of my husband but If I was being completely honest I was devastated to the point were I wanted to cry waterfalls but nothing happened. I spent the last twenty-six years {Age:77} in my house with no food.

People considered taking me places but I would just ignore them. I would sit down on a chair after a bath and stare at my husbands photo but nothing happened. I was slowly killing myself because if I were to commit suicide that would be a sin and I know my husband is an angel. Everyday I would remind myself of the good memories and moments we had. He was the most loyal man I had ever met. I started becoming very pale over the years. On a particular day I decided it was time. I took a long lovely bath and dressed up nicely. I sat down on my couch once again staring at my husbands photos. For the first time in years I had managed to almost smile as bright as he did on our wedding day. As I slowly closed my eyes I felt tears running down my now heated cheecks. I had lived a great life but now it was time to end it