Her Bucket List [completed]

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                   I WROTE THIS STORY WHEN I WAS LIKE 12, SO HALF OF IT HONESTLY DOESN'T MAKE SENSE AT ALL, I KNOW. THERE'S A HUGE AMOUNT OF MISTAKES ON THIS SO PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION.

 In loving memory of Talia Joy Castellano

"Get her into a room- quick!" The doctors said, screaming. They rushed her into the nearest surgery room and inserted needles and such on her body and on her face.

My beautiful Alex.. My beautiful, beautiful Alex.

"She's not breathing!" One of them yelled as they looked on the screen. They were right, of course, she had no pulse and she looked pale and dead. They tried everything they could to get her heart working so that we can hear the light thump of my sweet Alex's heart, but nothing happened.

Nothing.

"A-Alex please!" Her mom yelled. She was in the waiting room since she couldn't see her very own daughter die. She was in a fragile state and her husband tried comforting her, but she wouldn't stop crying.

My beautiful Alex.. My beautiful, beautiful Alex.

She was gone, just like that. No words she spoke, no last breaths she took. Just gone. Not even a goodbye was spoken from her mouth. Nobody would ever get the chance to say goodbye.

Alex committed suicide that day. She couldn't take it anymore. I knew she was pained and I tried to help her, but she wouldn't listen. Nothing could help her. They've tried therapists, doctors, and even I tried to help her. She just didn't understand that she was wanted. But again, she didn't listen. 

You see, I was Alex's boyfriend.

And I still regret not keeping her alive.

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[ This book is not about Talia Joy, but it is dedicated to her since I wanted to make a story about a boy who completes his girlfriend's bucket list after she passed on. RIP Talia Joy Castellano. You will forever be loved. ]

Edited - 3/25/15