The Fallen [writer's block]

Author's Chapter

Song by one of our favorites: Kacey Musgraves~ It Is What It Is

I never put much thought into going and visiting a hospital. I knew at one point I'd go and it wouldn't be my innocent trips when my parent would be costing older friends that would be at the end I their thread of life. I can't even believe in here myself. I never wanted to be here at least not so soon. I couldn't avoid it though, here I am in the intensive care unit. Holding your hands praying, hoping, and trying hard not to cry. Your parents don't need another person crying over their daughter. Their gorgeous grey eyed daughter. On that hospital bed at such a young age twenty-three years old. Almost out of college ready to face the real world and the emergency room horrors. Just not in the way you did last night. Today has been such an odd day and now I know why. Odd messages and cryptic calls that left me wondering what they were hiding. Now I know and I don't want it to be true. I can't cry and won't cry until I need to. You never cried when bad things happened and neither will I. Sitting here on the chair, I can see all of our memories. Running up the bleachers at the high school across the street. Our mom yelling at us telling us to never scare them again. How we were going to go to New York this summer. Playing with tea cups. Drawing my portrait and then taking t because you knew I'd lose it. Comforting me when my mom was in the hospital and sneaking me sweets when I had my first heartbreak. Teaching me to play Moonlight Sonata on the piano. Helping me through my aunts death at the age of seven. So many things! I can't hold the tears now. I need you. My best friend how is P going to call me the third wheel now. I can't wrap my head around what happened. I can't stop crying now the hot salty tears run down my face. They left me alone to talk to you. Say goodbye. I won't say goodbye though instead I'll tell you about my day and remind you of our good types when I still went to the other church. I'm angry knowing the two churches set aside their difference because of you. Shalem you! The sweetest, nicest, and most cheerful girl in church. The one that's on life support. Life support they want to take you off of. Your hand moved! It moved but they say it's just a reflex. I don't and won't believe it. I need you. you smart and experienced advice. Your smile and humor. I need you so much now I'm sorry I never told you how much you mean to me. knowing you since I was born literally. Waiting for you to come home from school and tell me the tales of elementary school. Telling me tales about everything I hadn't gone through yet. giving me advice. You won't be here possible. The tube in your throat is killing me and I'm so upset I can't do anything about it. They say you only have less than a ten percent chance of living but I know you'll fight. God will help us. The only thing that bothers me is that they want the miracle to happen in 24 hours well 24 hours at 2 that is. I don't want you to go. Your sister needs you, your brother your parent, and most of all I need you too. Don't leave me if you do, I won't be the same. Tears are flooding my eyes now and I can barely see. I'm posting this on wattpad because I need to post it somewhere I need someone to talk to and it seems the readers of wattpad are my best bet. So here I am coming to the end of this letter to you I pray someday you'll read. Shalem I need you. I'm going to my best friend to walk with and talk to. Here on your bed in the Intensive car unit with my sobbing and my phone in hand I want to tell you if you do go and leave me you lived a wonderful life. Your parents are proud of you and so am I. Bestfriend, partner in crime, and my personal listener, I'm going to miss you. That monster that put up a fight and has been winning so far will always be in my memory. Aneurism.

I love you,

Ellie

*Author's Note*

Hey guys, this is actually a letter to my friend who's known me for all my life. I found out the news earlier today at 2. I'm extremely sad and hanging onto hope. I had to write my feeings down and wattpad was the first thing that came to mind. Thanks for being here guys, even if you had no idea what it was.

Hey guys I'm posting this because if you want to see how she's doing I'm making a separate book for that. It called letters to my best friend. go to my profile to view it.

~Liza