My Short Stories

Live In Memories (Fiction)

...Nyx had been pacing back and forth frantically for about an hour. I had a mental breakdown a bit ago. We don't know if our friend is dead or alive. I know they said it was a small impact, but still. What if he is forever paralyzed or blind? What would he do if he were blind? He would freak!

Suddenly nurses were rushing to his room... I could hear a bit of what some nurse was saying. "Alert! Alert! Code blue! Code blue, we are lost him....neck..........to much blood lost...." I couldn't even control my body I was just in the waiting room, now where was I? Looking around, I found myself in some toned mint green room.

My head feels queasy, and my body feels like I got hit by a tree. Wait... "Wil!" Now I was alert, I sat up quickly, making me dizzy, but I had to find Wil. Once I regained my sight, I looked around frantically. Where. Is. Wil.

"Hello?" I was so out of it that I didn't see the nurse beside me. It was then that I remembered. Wil was gone... "Wha-What happened?" I asked, "You fainted four days ago. How are you feeling?" four days has it really been four days... "Is he alive? Is William Satu alive? He got hit by a moving vehicle."

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"No... he died before he got to the hospital."

Years later(They were 19 now they are 29)

"Kids! Time to go visit Uncle!" "Coming ma! is it cold?" I put on my shoes and helped Silvia with hers. Me and Nyx became a couple a few months after Wil, well, you know. Two years after that, Silvia was born, the happiest day of our lives. "Come on, ma! You keep spacing out. I wanna visit Uncle!"

"Alright, Sil, let's go visit Uncle Wil." October 13th is marking Wil's death as a tradition. We annually visit his grave on the day. This year is no exception...

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