Something Beyond Me

Chapter 7- Harder to Breathe

James looks up, and sees my heart monitor beeping faster, he immediately stabs the anatesia into my vain and I was out.

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I wake up, in the same room.A breathing tube in my nose, and a heart monitor is the only thing hooked up. A new nurse walks in, with a gentle smile, she walks over to my bed with a cup of crushed ice. I grab my pen and paper, and write quickly. I hand the paper to the nurse. My handwriting is getting better.

"You need the ice to get something in your system, your moms," the nurse starts to speak, then I remember that a piece of my mom is in me. The lung. The nurse stops speaking, her face saddens. "I'm sorry..about your family," she finally says, then continues putting the cold substance in my mouth.

For the next hour, we practice verbal exercises. Most of the words that were practiced were words that would help a doctor if I'm not feeling good. I can now say "help", "nurse", and "hi".

After the language lesson, my aunt Mayra and uncle Zach step into my room. Red eyes, tears held back, and tissues in hand. I open my certain, I see a body come out of the room. Blanket over it, leaving the identity unknown. Mayra comes over, holds my hand, then cries.

"I'm so sorry Adaline," Mayra struggles to say, and holds her breath so she can speak. Zach loses it, starts to cry, and leaves the room. A tear starts developing, and it falls down my gentle, fragile face. I take a deep breath, and ask who is dead. Mayra grabs the paper, then cries even harder.

"Sawyer," she crumbles the paper, and sobs. My heart, already broken, already in poor condition, breaks even more. It felt like the world crashed, like there was nothing to do on this earth. My parents are dead, my sister is dead, Maxwell is basically dead. It's just me. It's just me.

I look up to the ceiling, tears now slowly coming down my face, heart monitors beeping faster, my lungs harder to breathe into and out. Mayra, who is still sobbing, notices somethings wrong with me, and runs out of the room to grab a nurse. I still looking at the ceiling. Taking deep breathes. Absorbing what is left on this earth. And let go of it.