We go to the elevator up to the third floor were Elisah's room is, I walk down the empty silent hall as I hear beeping of a heart rate nearby... It must be his room. The firemen escorts us exactly into that room and I see.. Elisah! He has one of those breathing masks on him attached to a weird looking machine... He seems to be also attached to that heart machine that I heard beeping... He seems to be resting peacefully.. it was all my fault.. for bringing him there.. I led this to happen.. I DID. I break down again sweating in tears carrying a huge gulit on my shoulders for leading this to happen... I ask the doctors that are sitting around him for any info.. "So.. so?? Is Elisha dead?! Is he alive.. is h-he gonna be alright?!?" "We're still trying to save him, there is a chance he will survive.." when I heard those words.. I was praying he survives.. still shaking. Eventually it was time to go home after I was alone with just Elisah in the room as the room gets darker and darker. The doctors walked in and said "Hey, it's time to go home, your not booked in to stay with Elisha the whole night. Go home." I nod as I wipe the sweat of my forehead and in the darkness of night I was walking home. For me, the visit was super short and I wanted to stay longer.. but I couldn't. I got home and immediately fall into my sheets bursting into tears again.. I can't control my emotions. I was wondering.. when will Elisha wake up.. will he make it..? So many questions but so little anwsers.. i think I'll call it a day.. and go to sleep..
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It wasn't my fault.
SpiritualElisha and you decide to spend more time together by you suggesting going to a fun fair, things did not go as planned. (Based on real Roblox event about elisha_d1)
