Air clinic writing contest: My Happiest Day

Mum was touchy that evening and it was so unlike her.
I had spent 9 years around this woman and not for once had she being this touchy. I almost thought I had done something wrong so I went to my room and locked myself up so I won't get in her way.

Suddenly I heard a scream from the living room, I was scared to my paws. I dashed there and I met her squatting, I was 9 but I had never experienced a woman in labor before. I didn't know what to do or who to call. I was home alone with her and trust me, it took me by surprise and I thought it was abnormal.

I called Dad, who rushed home from work and met Mum and I crying. Like I couldn't stand my Mum in pains and I could do next to nothing. He took her to the hospital in his car while I sat with her rubbing her back.

We got to the hospital and she was carried away.
The next time I saw her, Mum was pounds lighter and she looked like she never cried or went through what she went through.

Then I saw my little brother, It was the best sight ever. I couldn't contain my excitement, he was so fragile I thought I could break him just by touching him. He looked so angelic in his sleep, his skin was like brand new, his fingers were so small and thin tiny, his mouth was so small and I could see him frowning in his sleep.

I just couldn't help it, It was so magical.
The birth of my little brother was my happiest moment, I was so happy it choked me. I was so happy I felt like a bucket of overflowing water. I was overwhelmed, I was held spell bound. I felt so full I could burst. I felt so happy I could infect someone.

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