It was probably not the smartest idea for two teenagers with little driving experience to take an old car out on a road trip in the middle of winter when the roads are all covered in ice.
I wish I had thought of that before I left and not now as I sat in the hospital waiting room.
I was fine.
Not a single scratch.
But Bradley hadn't been so lucky.
He was alive. As far as I knew. But the doctors still wouldn't let me see him.
The crash had left me in a state of confusion.
It could be a concussion, but I don't think so.
Right before for the crash happened, right as it had just barely registered that we were going to crash, I had the strangest thought.
"I don't want to die."
I spent months on end thinking the exact opposite of the statement.
I spent months trying to figure out how to make it happen.
And when the perfect opportunity presented itself, I realized, I didn't want to die anymore.
A nurse named Ellie approached me.
"Miss Ellis? Your mom is here to take you home."
I smiled in relief.
I was safe now.
Ellie,
Will you please try and make it to my funeral? It will be near the end of December of this year.
R.S.V.P. to my mother.
Goodbye,
Caitlyn
P.S. I don't want to die! Maybe you won't have to come to my funeral after all.
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R.S.V.P.
Short Story"Cait, why do you spend so much time in your room," my mother asked, "why don't you hang out with your friends anymore?" "Just tying to minimize the damage," I thought ** At sixteen, Caitlyn Ellis has decided to kill herself. She's made up her mind...
