Chapter 2

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My heart was racing. If I even had one. Well it felt like it. I was scared there's no denying it.

I was slowly fading away. You know it's funny how this happens to the nicest people.

I just want to be with parents hugging them and my brother. My heart was shattered as I watched them crying in the waiting room.

I reached out, but as predicted my hand went through my dads shoulder.

He obviously felt something because when I touched him he looked back. I smile brightly.

When I saw his face though it slowly faded. His eyes were red and puffy from crying.

Dried tears lay on his face. His face was as red as a beet. I started to cry. I left my family to suffer like this.

It was my fault. All my fault. I hate myself. I just wanted to go back to my family tell them I'm sorry go back to playing the cello.

My profession. I couldn't though. It was to late. I grew even more sad.

I couldn't do anything. I put everyone through this its all my fault. I walked around the hospital.

I saw all the people who survived for their parents. It made me feel even worse.

I can't stand the pain that I'm causing. My heart was broken, smashed into small little bits and pieces.

I looked at myself on the hospital bed. I wish I could go back. Sadly I can't. I'll have to wait.

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Omg hello people. Second chapter. I know early to be posting for some people.

I couldn't go to sleep so I just decided to write. Yes I did an all nighter. I have school today too.

Well I'll let you know if I fall asleep in class.

-Brooklyn 😘

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