Chapter 17

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Wow I couldn't believe this! My baby, my little 15 year old daughter I left alone with her younger siblings in a mental hospital! I'm so STUPID!! I looked back at Carl. He was on the floor, he had passed out. Rebecca was being dragged away by another security guard. As she was being dragged, I could still see the smile that seemed to take up her whole face. At the moment I just wanted to take a knife to her heart. I heard the sound of an ambulance, I rushed by doctor Little who nodded, he knew what was going on, I bolted out the door. Emily was on a stretcher, I got in the ambulance as they were attaching the flat safety ropes inside of the ambulance. There were bloody towels all over her arm,the ambulance started to move.

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I was in the water, I couldn't breathe the waves splashed over me like someone was trying to strangle me, the waves stopped, I saw him, I saw God in front of me.

I heard a long beeping noise coming from my daughters hospital room. I jumped up, I couldn't go in.... She was having a surgery in that room.... I looked through the window, there was blood pouring out of Emily's mouth What the? More surgeons came through and pushed me out of the way.Was this it? Was I gonna loose my daughter? I grabbed my phone. 

(936) 482-8242 (NOTE: THIS IS NOT A REAL PHONE NUMBER!)

" He-Hello?"

" RICHARD COME TO THE HOSPITAL NOW please"

" I do-don't think I-I can I'm-"

"Why the hell not? Why can't you come?!"

"I'm at th-the Bar"

"Richard! There's a chance Emily may DIE!"

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

I ended the call and looked through the door, all the surgeons were giving each other high fives. I sighed, "Thank God..."

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