Cards made of old construction paper with my name on it. Who told them to do this. Mrs. Wilan, my teacher, the gidance counselor. Who. Who.
I start reading them. They don't even know who I am. It's all get better and best wishes. One is left in the bag. It's ominous, staring me down, it's forehead wrinkled with lowered eyebrows. This one feels different. My hand shakes making the bag rattle. I pull it out. The paper is red with black disigns drawn on it, there's no words on the cover. I open it. "I'm sorry. Not really but, I have to pretend . If you haven't already figured it out, this is Ean. I really mean this though. I'm do sorry for what's happened to you and your mom." That repulsive child. I throw the bag a cards. I sends a numbing sensation across my abdomen. My aunt is still crying. As I look over I make eye contact with a doctor. He nods at the nurses and they pack up leave. My eyes water at the sight of my mom. Tubes are coming out of her everywhere. The doctor has knelt down beside me.
''She's fine. Your kidney is in her now. And you are the bravest person I've ever met.'' I look him in his smoky eyes.
'That'd be a lie.'' I turn away
"Why?''
''Look.''. I point twards my family. '' You're the only one over here. I've never met you. My family avoids me.''
'' Hey." He stands and turns to my family. '' This girl, your nice, cousin, granddaughter, she gave her kidney to that woman your all standing around. This girls fifteen. That forty year old woman. She'll be fine. This girl has one kidney." I'm staring at my family. Don't move. If they were going to it was too late the nurse wants everyone out because the hospital closes to visitors in ten minutes.
The doctor turns to me. He places s walky talky by my hand.
"Chanel 6, doctor Steves."
"Okay."
