Molly called," Hey..... come...here... now,".
"What's wrong? Are you ok," I said very nervously. "Just....come....here......don't.....worry,". "I'm on the way,".
*ABOUT 30 MINUTES IN THE CAR*
Molly's mom came and grabbed my hand and pulled me to Molly's room. "Molly! Molly! Are you ok!" I said very concerned. "Im.....ok". "Are you sure?". "Yes...I'm....totally...suuuuurrr,".
*BEEEEEEEEEP*
"Molly? MOOLLLLY! NOOOOO," I screamed. The Doctor took us out as the Nurses ran in and started to run in and try to wake her up. Me and Molly's parents just stood there against the door, like little kids and a pet store. We didn't get to say goodbye. Will I see her again?
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