Weekly Contest, "Creating Short Story Week #7". /Concurso Semanal, "Creando Microrrelato Semana #7": Don't Leave Julia Alone (Eng./Sp.)

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Hello, Steemians, especially those in World of XPilar :)

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It's my pleasure to post my entry to the Weekly Contest, "Creating Short Story Week #7". /Weekly Contest, "Creating Short Story Week #7". You can click on this link to read the contest post; perhaps you'd like to participate. Just make sure your story has no more than 150 words :)

Thanks in advance to @adeljose for the initiative and to World of XPilar for providing a space for the promotion of literary culture and imagination.

I wrote the story and translated it. Each version has exactly 150 words :)

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"Don't Leave Julia Alone"

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The truth was revealed in a dream. It was 22 years ago; my brother's voice broke; his lost gaze went through me. "Don't leave Julia alone," he’d said as he struggled to breathe. I remember silently reproaching him that in his last moments, he didn’t care about his child, but about his wife. Julia entered the room to give him his morphine. I could not blame her for her displeasure; the agony had been so long. Six months had passed and William was getting worse and worse, but never enough to finally die. He looked at her and squeezed my hand. I left them alone anyway; went to my room. Julia stayed.

In my dream, I returned to his room and watched as Julia gave him 80 milligrams of morphine instead of 25.

That same night, the death throes would sound, and no one would notice all the missing morphine.

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"No dejes sola a Julia"

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La verdad se reveló en un sueño. Fue hace 22 años; la voz de mi hermano estaba rota y su mirada pasaba a través de mí, perdida. “No dejes sola a Julia, por favor”, me decía mientras luchaba para respirar. Recuerdo que le recriminé en silencio que en sus últimos días no se preocupara por su niña, sino por su mujer. Julia entró en la habitación a darle su morfina. No podía culparla por su gesto de obstinación. La agonía había sido larguísima. Seis meses y William solo empeoraba, aunque no lo suficiente para morir. William la miró; apretó mi mano. Lo dejé dormir y salí de la habitación. Julia se quedó.

En mi sueño, regresé a la habitación y vi como Julia inyectaba 80 miligramos de morfina en vez de 25.

Esa misma noche, pronto sonaron los estertores de la muerte, pero nadie notó toda la morfina que faltaba.

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Text and pictures are mine.

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Thank you so much for reading.

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WoW ! Ethical dilemma : Was Julia a murderer or a hero?

That's a good question. I would also like to know her dead husband's opinion. Thank you so much for reading my story, @francisaponte25 :)

A heart touching end

Indeed. Thank you so much for reading, @jyoti-thelight :)

 3 years ago 

Saludos amiga @marlyncabrera

Inquietante relato donde un hombre logra advertir sobre el peligro en el que se encontraba, pero su mensaje no fue tomado como advertencia, dejando el camino libre a su verduga.

Gracias por su entrada al concurso.

Participante #22

Muchas gracias, @adeljose. Estuve fuera de mi pueblo sin conexión y al regresar, estoy viendo tu comentario y el aviso del post de ganadores, además del voto del tail. Fue un feliz regreso a casa.
Muchas gracias por leer mi relato y aceptarlo en el concurso. Saludos :)

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