Put Up The Fight

Alone

He left when we were real little. He left me, my brother, and my mom and we were all devastated. He was like my best friend. I loved him always and he loved me, we never fought, and I went everywhere with him. Before the day he left he gave me a locket and his picture was inside it and the next day was the day everything changed in our family. The day of the funeral, we all cried and my mom got so mad at God and things got out of hand. It was so bad that our grandparents had to take us home to their house. We even had to spend the night. My Aunt Darla had to go stay with mom because she was afraid that mom would kill herself to be with daddy. That night I got my locket and held it as tight as I could. I was also mad at God for taking my daddy and my best friend. I couldn't be mad at him for long because God is keeping me alive. I prayed that my daddy was safe in heaven and I said, "Dear God please keep my daddy safe and tell him that I love and miss him please keep watching over me and also keep my family safe now an angle goes up to you please watch that angle and keep it close and I now pray for anyone who is sick or dying thanks for all you have done for me amen. Then I went to bed and I fall asleep. The next thing I know I hear my brother scream and my mom rushes in my brothers room and I go in after her and she says Sadey call 911. I rush to the phone ready to call the people and I say what is the number for an ambulance. Then I say oh 911. Then I say where is the 11 Button and mommy says push the one twice. I go ohhhh thanks mommy. They pick up and say what is your problem? I say my brother is very sick and we need an ambulance. Then I hang up. They rush and pick up my brother and we get in the ambulance and they take us to the hospital. I ask mommy we are both in tears but I ask her what is wrong with Caleb?