"Noah! Wake up! Open your eyes! Please Noah, do something!" Reneé shrieked and yelled as tears surged like a storm down her eyes while Mike and the lady called the ambulance.
She couldnt understand anything, she didn't want to, all she wanted was for Noah to open his eyes. She wanted to see that unique smile of his, the twinkle in his eyes. She held his hand throughout the whole ride to the hospital, kept whispering prayers and pushed Noah to wake up.
He was taken into the operating room while Reneé paced in the corridor. The lady and Mike consoled her continuously, asking her to calm down, but she didn't hear them. She couldn't, she had lost all sense.
She couldn't think, her mind was going berserk. She wanted to pull out all her hair, she wanted to run, she wanted to do anything, just to make sure Noah was okay.
She couldn't handle the pain.
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One Balloon Away
Teen FictionJust when eighteen-year-old Renée Martin is about to commit suicide, an unexpected note meant for someone else leads her to the city she has always dreaded, Paris. Join her on this disastrous journey as she struggles with self-esteem, anxiety and th...
