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"Hi. If you're listening, it means that I'm dead. If you're listening to this, and you rushed into the hospital and I'm not dead, then forget about this.
"The truth is, Will, I can feel it. It's like some...some ghost creeping up behind me, lingering. I haven't been able to sleep at all tonight, except for an hour or so.
"I think that this ghost is death, waiting to claim me. And honestly? I'm not afraid. I'm not scared. I know that the aftermaths of my coma is something more...
"You don't know, do you. Of course you don't, we haven't talked in such a long time. I tried to tell you, but you would push me away. And we would argue once more. It's not your fault though. I understand now why you didn't want Jackson to be friends with me.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for arguing with you. It was a mistake, and we lost so much of our lives together because of it. We're stupid, aren't we? Of course we are, we've always been stupid. But I was the most stupid...choosing a boy over my own brother!
"What will happen to me tonight is not your fault. Don't you dare do anything stupid. I don't want to see you where I will be going anytime soon.
"We fought for so long, Will...I hated every moment. I'm so, so sorry I didn't listen to you. I never realized until now how much it would've hurt you, and I'm sorry for that. So, very, very sorry.
"But...since I will be...you know, I want to just tell you the truth. When you ignored me...part of me thought that you'd forget me. And now, if I do die, I guess I'm just scared that you'll forget me forever, and then I will just be a memory, and then years after that, just a figment of your imagination.
"Please. Please remember. I...I don't want to be forgotten. Visit me sometime, yeah? I'd love that. I'd love to listen to whatever is going on with you. I realize that might not happen since you'll be moving to Canada, but...
"I'm going to miss you. And Mom. And Dad. Tell them I love them for me, okay? I love them so much, to the deepest part of my soul. Mom, Dad, if you're listening, I love you. I love how supportive you'd been when I woke up from that coma. I love how you always stood by my side and cared.
"Will, my little baby brother, I'm sorry for leaving you like this, all alone. But don't be sad for me, okay? I'll be with Charlotte...like we had always promised. Together. Our biggest dream.
"I'm feeling really tired, Will. I don't want to go. I want to spend my time with you. I want to leave Jackson, go to Canada with you, and live my life. I want to take you to the park. I want to go and order three flavors of ice cream to put on my cone with a cherry on top.
"I'm rambling, I think...my head hurts. But, seriously Will. Promise me just this one thing...promise me. Because this is the one thing that is making me so scared.
"Don't Forget..."
Thud.
click.
~ Lyn
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General FictionA game against time. A story of sibling love. Would it be all right at the end? At twelve years old, Rosemary Miller had been part of an accident that had sent her into a coma for two years. Two years later, when she woke up, she wasn't the same...
