Afterlife

Chapter 1

Anna

Losing My Other Half

She was dead. Marissa, my best friend, lay before me in the hospital bed of room 215. It wasn't much of a surprise, considering the fact that she had been in the Elder's house with me for twenty years. She lived to be 102 years old, four years older than me. We had known each other since we were in first grade, and we became great friends. I stood there, remembering all we went through together. The heartbreaks, fun times, and all the times she needed me. Then I thought to myself, there will be no more memories.

I was too shocked to cry, too sad to talk to anyone. So I politely asked the nurse if she could take me back to the Elder's House. I said goodbye to my friend, knowing I would never see her again, and then I was wheeled out to the elder's house van.

“Good Afternoon Anna.” Said Larry, the driver. He was always kind to me, and would never complain about his low paying job. He was chubby, and quite short. He had a bald head and bushy eyebrows. His big brown eyes matched his personality. He wasn't the most handsome looking man, but he was a gentleman.

“Hello Larry. You are always the man to cheer me up.” I replied while forcing a smile.

“I guess I just have that kind of effect on people.” he said as he drove me to the elder's house. “I'm sorry about Marissa. I know you and her were good friends.”

I sighed. “Since we were little we would always promise each other that if we were ever separated, we would both shout the secret message. Now we are separated. I cannot shout the secret message. She will not hear.” Larry was looking at me in the mirror with a depressed face.

“No matter how far away she may be, she is always with you. Right now Marissa is watching you, and she doesn't want you to feel sad. She wants you to live your life while you can enjoy it.” Implied Larry.

“But what if she's not with me Larry. She was a good woman all her life but she did some things that could have sent her the other way. Do you see what I mean? Even when I have passed, we may never see each other again.” I realized I was shouting, and tears were running down my face. The van stopped. We were at the elder's house.

“Anna, listen to me. Marissa was a wonderful person. No matter where she ended up in her afterlife, she will still remember and care about you. Don't ever forget that.” Larry replied calmly. I smiled at his response, thanked him, and went up to my room. As I was wheeled into my bedroom, my cell phone rang. Riiingngggg ringgggg ringggggg. I jumped at the sound of it, but answered it calmly.

“Hello who's calling?” I asked.

“Anna it's Dr. Warby. I need to speak to your nurse about your tests. We think it may be time.” Answered Dr. Warby.

“Time for what?” I questioned, but then I realized what he meant by time. He meant it was the end for me. That's when I felt my heart race and when I fell out of my wheelchair and onto the floor.