Sunset and I

Before anything else i want to introduce myself, I’m Marie Antonette Arce but you can call me Ziva or Rie instead,i lived in Ayusan Norte Vigan City,I’m turning 15 years old on October 19,2009 i wan   born in Abra Citu Hospital,my favorite color is blue and pink also my comfort place is my mother’s   tomb and in the beach,i love to eat ice cream because that’s my comfort food,i love to play online  games and playing badminton,I’m slow learner but i’m willing to learn such a things,and i’m pure  Filipino.

One summer evening,knowing that her time was near, insisted on taking and her father to the beach one last time. My mom loved the sunset it was her favorite time of day, a moment when the sky turned into a canvas of brilliant colors. She wanted to share this final sunset with me hoping it would become a cherished memory.

The family arrived at the beach as the sun began its descent toward the horizon. They sat on the warm sand, the gentle waves lapping at their feet. frail but determined, mom held my hand tightly. As the sun dipped lower, the sky burst into hues of orange, pink, and purple. The sunset was breathtaking, an awe-inspiring display of beauty and tranquility.

As the sun sank beneath the horizon, my mom breathing grew shallower. She smiled softly, her eyes reflecting the vibrant sky, and then she closed her eyes for the last time. Lily, though heartbroken, felt a strange sense of peace. She knew her mother’s love would live on in every sunset she witnessed.

Years passed, and every evening as i watched the sun set, she felt her mother’s presence. Each sunset was a reminder of the beautiful moments they had shared, and love continued to shine brightly through the colors of the sky. The sunset had become a sacred ritual, a symbol of enduring love and the promise that those we love are never truly gone, as long as we carry them in our hearts.

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