His Last Promise

And Most Of All

It's 6:59, almost late. I was driving home, crying, broken, again and again. I have nothing to say, I just listened to those sad and broken songs. I keep smashing my steering wheel to let out my anger and sadness. I cried and cried and cried.

I'm still far away from home, a home I call that doesn't have a family who cares. They don't even know I'm still alive and I have a boyfriend I mean an ex-boyfriend. I feel so lonely at home because they seem so careless at me. I am the only child and I seek attention from them but they continued their lives like normally, no one was there. Some people think I'm a nerd or some kind of geek, and sometimes they think I'm a withc or a goth who praise satan, himself. But no, I don't. I'm completely a Christian, I pray to God the father all Mighty the creator of all creations. I pray to Him to help me, and thou he did. He gave me my friends to solve my problems and serve as a guide.

My friends mean everything to me. We owe each other big time everytime we help each other with such huge problems, like the big big problems. They mean a lot, I could risk my life for them. I would miss everything for the world to see How much I love them. I would miss them, for them...

So I was kind of a little dramatic over everything; I thought of suicide, then living, then I think of my friends, then I wanna die again, then I made my mind I wanted to live more of my life but then no. This is it, I am so confused. I don't even know what to do, until that loght flashed over my naked eyes. It hurts for a while, but it hurts more to know that its a big truck coming and smashed my car. And there I had my accident, a car accident.

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Lights, flickered. My eyes, blurred and my mouth, covered. I see nothing and I'm cathcing my breath, remembering what happend. I'm back to reality. Sudden realization, I cannot go through things but then, I would hit them or they would hit me. My mother who really didn't care about me, I heard her for the first time to cry. I hope she's seeing my blood streaming down my face and I hope as well to see her tear drops rolling down her cheeks clearly. Thinking I might die was really a nonsense thinking but I think it's really great. Yes or no, I am finally leaving them. I wish I will have a better life, and better persons to meet.

They are running me to the ICU, I think because I can't really see.

I closed my eyes.

They started to scream and cry. Yelling that their sorry for being so careless, they wanted me to come back. But I said no, I laid my eyes closed and not thinking to open them again. This will be the last time that I'm having a serious breakdown, and the last time that I will be hurt. Seeing those people breaks me everytime, my soul and my heart.

I heard the monitor, bbeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepp! I can still feel those things, those hands, and I can still hear their regrets. Regrets that they should have done before, you know what I mean? They should have known that they may lose me one day and learn that I may never come back. Lucky for me this is the day.

I closed my eyes a while ago and now it's time to see the light.

I opened my eyes to see a golden, sparkling gate. It-it's so majestic. It opened automatically for me, I think. I know this is it, this is it! I waited so long to see what's right for me. I walked right in..