It's so late right now but I can't sleep. All I'm thinking about it Ivey. Mom made me leave the hospital and it's killing me. I can't stand to know that she's in the room all by herself. I mean, what if she wakes up? Ugh it's killing me! I'm going to see her again tomorrow. I really hope she wakes up...
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The doctor says nothing changed over night. She looks the same. I go back to reading my book next to her bed. 13 minutes pass and nothing changes. I shut my book and stare at the wall. Her body starts seizing. "Mom?!" I ask as I look at her filled with fearfulness. The doctor comes rushing in. "She's going into shock. I need you to clear to room," He states. "No please. She's my sister," I lie. "I'm sorry," he simply apologies. Yeah right. I know he doesn't care. Mom and I work our way to the waiting room. All I can see in my mind is her smile that never fades. Her tears of joy when she visits. I hear her laughter ringing through my ears. I can feel the softness of get hair and the gentleness of her skin. I hear the last words she's said to me, "I promise I'll be back." "Keep your promise," I tell her.
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A Close Call
Random"Mom..." I said. I couldn't finish the sentince. The car hurled toward the side of the bridge. Mom was the last thing I'd ever hear. Mom was the last thing I'd ever see. "Mom." Was the last thing I'd ever say.
