Chapter 11

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Jordan's POV (woah starting out with someone not in the coma 0-0)

I sat in the hospital room, alone.
It was quiet, and everything was still.
Suddenly, a sound I didn't want to hear, happened.
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
They're... dead.
My eyes widened, and my skin paled, as I ran out into the hallway, yelling,
"They're dead! Someone, save them!"
All of the doctors and nurses rushed into their room, injecting needles with some medicine in it, in attempt to save them.
"Please... don't die on me." I say, on the verge of tears.
After 15 minutes of unsuccessful attempts, a doctor approached me and said, "I'm so sorry, it's too late."
"No, no, NO!" I say, in shock.
They're dead.
I felt so alone.
First my dad?
Then my mom and stepdad?
Then Jerry?
Then Capsize?
Then m'lady?
Now, the people who saved my life?
This is a nightmare.
A nightmare.
I sat in the room with their 4 lifeless bodies, feeling ashamed.
I failed them.
You could've saved them.
But, just like everyone else, you didn't.
I was done. DONE.
I climbed to the top of the hospital and looked over the ledge.
Would this be high enough?
I closed my eyes, and leaned forward, falling off the building.
I was going to find out.
And...





































































Suddenly, I woke in a cold sweat.
That was all a nightmare.
Thank Ianite.
Quickly, I ran out of my house, and rushed to the town.
It was night probably 3am, but luckily this hospital was 24/7.
"Jordan! You look awful." Said the receptionist lady.
"I bet I do. Are they in the same room?"
"Yes, but calm down, you're a wreck."
"I hate nightmares." I tell her simply, and walk to their room.
They were all alive.
That was the worst nightmare ever. And I've had nightmares reliving me being abused, and nightmares reliving my mom and stepdad's, dad's, Jerry's and Ianite's death.
(I bet I scared you guys by that dream... that was, so far, the hardest thing I've had to write.)

Sonja's POV

Jordan set the boat to "auto-sail," and walked around the boat.
And saw the cameras.
"Trying to spy on me, aren't you?" He questioned, smashing the camera.
"That's probably not the only one."
He walked all over the ship, smashing every camera.
All 10 cameras.
Finally, he landed, and started a new life.
In a new tree.
He called his home, "Jerry's Tree," in honor of Jerry.
"This has to be the best I can do."
"We found him when he was 22? So, 3 more years?" Tom says, thinking out loud.
"... COME ON HURRY IT UP!" Wag jokes.

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Whoa. That happened.

How many of you guys did I scare with Jordan's nightmare?

Anyways,
*strums Mexican guitar*
Peace!
~Smart

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