Together (Annika)

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  When we were released, all I wanted to do was to find my parents and go home. But I was stopped. In the parking lot, there was a blue tarp, and laid out on the tarp were people. No bodies. 5 of them, in 2 rows of 3. I found Ally in the top row on the edge. I couldn't see her wounds, but I saw some of the blood underneath her. I fell to my knees. It seemed like centuries ago that she and I were laughing about her crush on Ryan. I exaimine the other faces, and find him. In the bottom row, farthest from Ally.

  A young, female officer nearly passes me, but I stop her. "How did she die?" The woman's face goes from one of grim defeat to something like pride. "Ally died running from the school. She was shot down by the insurgents when trying to run information to the police sergent." The woman walks away when she's called by another officer.

  I look down again at Ally. Hero. Ally was a hero, no, IS. Just because she's gone, doesn't mean her legacy will die with her. No, it will live in the hearts of those who she saved. I wanted to cry, but I find I can't. The pain is too much and I can't let it go, because If I do the dam breaks and so do I.

  My parents find me and my mom hugs me tightly as she cries and my dad strokes my hair like he would when I was little and got sick. I find myself staring at the bodies. My mom lets me go as I walked up to a slightly older than the first officer. I asked a favor of him and when he discovered who it was for, he seemed happy to do it.

  Ryan's body looked so broken as the man gently lifted him and carried him to where Ally was. I kneeled next to them and smoothed thier hair and gave them each other's hand. I sat there with them, numb. I wasn't sure I would ever feel again, not sure if I ever wanted to feel again.

  But I did feel something. I felt satisfied. Ally and Ryan were together. God had answered my prayer. He had an odd way of answering prayers. This isn't what I meant, but it was still what I would have wanted. If one had lived while the other died, I'm sure they wouldn't really be alive. Thank you, God. You have answered my prayers. I know that what you have done today was for a reason I may never see, but thank you. Amen.

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