letter #1
4 months later
she's so frozen, lifeless as the heart meter beeps. her face looks peaceful, but lifeless and dull. i cant seem to realise that if i wasnt there to push the gun away, the bullet only grazing her forehead, then she would be gone forever- lost in the oblivion.
the doctors say it was the fear and panic that set her into a coma, a coma they don't know that she will wake up from or not. they said it was kinda like her brain couldn't handle the amount of struggle and gave up. like she had given up on life.
her eyes are closed, her chest rising and and lowering on each steady breath she takes as time flies, i barely remember as the minutes pass, hours, weeks, months. everyday her body grows thin by the stress handling her body- even with the hospital nutrients feeding her system.
on the first month, her heartbeat sped up more than normal as the doctors rushed around until the room and ushered me out. it was the first, and last time they had to move around the room since she was induced with this coma.
today is april first, the day i would usually wake up at 3am just to tell rose, "im pregnant" just to have her wake up to something to laugh about throughout the school day. the day when i would pull cheeky pick up lines on her just to tell her april fools when she responded.
and today is the day i begin, my letters to life until my best friend wakes up.
YOU ARE READING
Letters to Life
Short Storywhere a girl watches as her best friend fights for her life, and where she realises how precious life really is, by writing down a letter everyday for ten days, awaiting until her best friend awakes from her coma. sequel to "letters to suicide"
