On this Island

The Sad Ending

I was talking with Anne about those scary questions I asked myself. Anne and I started to cry. The nurse ran over to help us. She asked why we were crying, and I told her. She gave both of us a big hug. It didn't help but bring more tears to my eyes, remembering how my mom and dad use to hug me. It was hard being away from home for so long and not being the same when I get back. Well, if I got back. I stopped crying because it was useless. There was rashes under my eyes from crying for so long. I rubbed them because they itched and made my eyes uncomfortable. My nose was all runny, but it didn't bother me.

The doctor came in he room with a pleasent smile on his face. He told me that he could contact my parents. I started giggling, a little, I was so excited. He handed me the phone, and told me the number. My mom answered, "Hello?" I answered back "Hi, mommy." I then could hear her crying through the phone. She asked me if I was alright and I said that I wouldn't be home for a while. She started crying harder. She asked me what happened, and I told her. At this point, my mom was bawling. She asked me where I was, but I didn't know. I asked the doctor, and he said Greenville hospital, Mississippi. My mom wanted to come, but I told her to stay home. I would come home when I was ready.

Later that night, I was sleeping in my bed when I woke up to some horrifyingly loud coughing. It was Anne! She was coughing up something that didnt look pleasing. It was a big squishy mess lying infront of my bed. There was blood all over the floor and I still couldn't make out what she was coughing up. She leaned over the bed and looked at me with a scared expression. I tried comforting her, but it didn't work. I was scared, she was scared. I yelled for the nurse and the doctor. They ran in as fast as they could, and tried helping Anne. They started yelling for more help. The big squishy mess on the floor was her guts. Tears were running down my cheek. Suddenly, the coughing stopped. The nurse and the doctor gasped... "She's dead". I started weeping with terror. Had my friend just died in front of my eyes. The doctor told me I needed some rest, but how could I sleep knowing that Anne was now dead. My body turned numb. Was I going to be next? My heart was ready to burst, my head was aching, and my throat was swollen.

In my head, I asked myself, How did she die? Was I going to be next? Why did this happen? After something really good happened, this had to happen? I was now more afraid. Would my mom not be able to see me again? I layed down, and started to breathe slowley. I tried to remember the night of the crash. Although I couldn't remember most of it because I blacked out. I tried to remember, what was on the boat, what did we have with us, and most importantly, why and how did we crash? This I had to know, "I need to go back to the island."

I told the doctor I needed to get well fast. I said I didn't want to keep my mom waiting but I didn't want to tell him the real reason. He might have thought it was a ridiculously dangerous idea. I wouldn't have changed my mind anyway.