I was sitting down in my Uncles living room just thinking about everything. Honestly I still haven't been feeling right. I miss both of my parents. I hate it that I don't have any.
"Hey Hannah how are you?" Chris said.
"I'm okay...I'm just still feeling sad. Can I please have another hug?"
"Absolutely honey come here."
As he hugged me. I felt my heart warm up. I have two empty holes in my heart for both of my parents.
"Thank you..."
"You're welcome."
He hugged me tighter and was rubbing my back. I started crying again.
"Hey hey it's okay baby girl...I promise it will be."
"Nnnno it's not...I can't get anything of my minnd. I'm just scarred.."
"Why are you scarred?" He asked.
"I'm just scared because I honestly think I'm getting depressed again...I can feel it coming in. Everything just hurts. I'm just to the point to where I don't wanna be here anymore."
He grabbed my shoulders and looked me in the eyes.
"Don't say you don't wanna be here anymore...I need you and you need me. I'm gonna do whatever I can. I'll miss you a ton. I got you baby, okay?"
"Okay...I love you will all my heart..."
"I love you with all my heart too, Hannah."
(Later that evening)
I was laying on the bathroom floor. With a knife in my hand...something bad as happened...
"Hannah where are you?!
He walked in every single room in his house.
"Hannah??!!" He screamed.
"Oh my god! Hannah are you okay?? Hannah wake up! This can't be happening. I can't lose you! Please wake up!
He dialed 911.
"Hello my niece is laying on the bathroom floor unconscious. She tried killing herself. I NEED HELP NOW!" He yelled through the phone.
"Okay sir calm down I'll send an ambulance over there."
The ambulance showed up at his house and I was still unconscious. I laid there and laid there. They finally put me on a stretcher and rushed me to St. Mary's hospital.
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Chris Young is my uncle
أدب الهواةI always think about Chris being my uncle. I know he isn't, but I always imagine what my life would be like with him. The story begins on how I find out. Please don't judge this is my first time writing.
