#7 a skip in more time

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I had the hardest day ever.
My mom, had told me I was doing good the past few days, but the doctors told me otherwise today. I was scared, i wanted to quit fighting. Why did I have to be so sick?! I was mad at god. I was mad. I wanted to die. "Mom, I just want to die. I want to be with god and be with the angels. I want to be healthy." I said. The room was silent. Finally she said, "Chloe, you can't stop, you were meant to be alive, you were put on this earth for a reason, never give up." A huge tear rolled down her cheek as she reached in to hug me. "I love you, I'm not ready for you to go." She said. I turned on the TV and closed my eyes.

I was in a world that no one could tell me how I felt. I had a dream.

I heard a voice, a voice that said something very quietly, a voice I recognized.

"Chloe, you can't stop fighting, I'm rooting for you, I'm on your team, you can't see me but I'm there for you." I reached out and grabbed onto the object. It was Ava. Ava died 3 years ago. She couldn't fight, she told me she was made to be an angel not to be on earth. Ava told me how lucky I was to be healthier than she was, but I didn't believe her. "Ava, I can't fight anymore! It's impossible! I give up!" I responded. "Stop Chloe! You were made to be here, made to live made to give." She told me. At this point I was crying. I realized she was right. God put me on this earth for a reason. And I believed that.

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