My name is Susie Salmon, I live with my parent in Pennsylvania with a brother and a sister. I love to take pictures, and I'd love to become a photographer one day. I Remember when my liter brother almost died. Him and his friend was playing outside when I suddenly heard screaming and gaging. "he swallowed a twig!". his friend my first thoughts were oh my god my brother is about to die right in front of me, I have to do something. Mom and dad weren't their, we always had two cars. So I picked him up and set him in the back of the car as his face started turning purple. I ran to the front after I got the key from moms best vas and started the car anxiously.
I started driving not knowing what I was doing. I quickly speeded down the street, swirving and literally almost killing a couple of kids. I pulled in front of the hospital and yelled for help as my brother seemed to be dying right in my arms. doctors and nurses ran out with a bed and everything like the knew it was going to happen. My mom and dad pulled up right when they all got him on the bed and strapped.
"we saw you driving here, what happened !?". my mom yell in a worried voice.
"he swallowed a twig, mom" I said looking at the take him inside.
I remember seeing that scared and worried face on his face as we walked to the room. They surrounded him like a swarm a bees. About 10 minutes later they let us in the room as me sister approached.
"oh my god is he okay, im sorry I couldn't be here when it happened." my sister said walking in covered in sweat. My sister is fit, she goes out for a run everyday. From her face sometimes I can see story. She is always thinking of something but I guess she can never get it out.
"yeah, he's fine, and its ok honey". my dad said handing her some water. Suddenly we heard a voice coming from outside.
"now don't tell me I left for 2 weeks and someone is killed".
My grandma.
Always loud, she was very nice and always there for us. But the ciggars, every time we see her she has one. Dropping her nasty ashes anywhere.
"Of course not mom, He's fine he just needs to sleep for a while". My mom said softly rubbing the top of his head.
"m-mommy". A soft voice broke into every ones thoughts. It was my brother, he was laying there as his lips were turning back pick from being purple and blue.
"sweet heart, your going to be fine". My mom said as she kneeled over and kissed his for head. He looked over at me knowing that he's only alive because of me.
After we all went home my grandma took me to the mall to get more develops. We both sat down as I looked over and saw.. Ray Singh. He looked so hansom in his nice blue shirt reading his magazine. I dozed off staring at him until he actually looked up and saw me.
Oh crap, he saw me.
I looked away quickly as my grandma caught on to my thoughts.
"have you kissed him yet?".
"um no wh-what do you mean?". I said looking at her ashes fall on the floor.
She looked right into my eyes. "I remember my first kiss".
"was it special?".
"yes, you see you have to wait and get the right time to make your first kiss special, then you'll be able to tell that your first kiss was special". She grabbed my hand gently. "I know you like that kid... go give it a shot".
"what no, grandma what do I look like going up to a boy and asking him out on a date".
"okay, fine do whatever you want its your life". she said picking up my pictures and getting up.
