My Life

Chapter 5: it begins...

A/N It is so hard to love after a tragedy...just know that and it's true. Just remember God Loves you always, "There is always hope at the end of a dark tunnel." Have a beautiful day! And the last half of the last chapter took place when I was 9 Kaylee was 7 and Melody was 9 (almost 10) sorry i got confused about times and stuff.

Alex's POV July 1 2007

"Mom! Another Doctor?" Kaylee groaned annoyed that yet another doctor was in her future. You see ever since her little episode in the dressing rooms at the pool, our parents had been searching relentlessly for answers. So far they had come up with nothing. They only had one guess. Seizures. So Kaylee had several more EEGs which she hated with every fiber of her being. I mean who can blame her? Would you like to sit in a room with sticky, gooey wires attached to your head, lay in a hospital bed and have them flash strobe lights around you to see if your brain reacted? Yeah she didn't either.

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July 4, 2007 Alex's POV

"Why can't I go watch fireworks with sissy mommy?" Kaylee asked sadly, "Cause the noise could set you off..I'm sorry you can sleep in with dad and I tonight." Kaylee nodded and headed to get ready for bed.

"Woooo!" I yelled watching the brilliant multicolored fireworks light up the sky. "Pretty aren't they?" Said dad smiling, I nodded repeatedly and look back up at the sky, "ok, we should probably go to bed." I frowned, "Five more minutes?" I asked, dad shook his head and motioned for me to come inside I followed and soon I was off in the dream world.

*Flashback* the year 2000

"Catch me!" I watched as my friend Ky ran past me in a blur, he was fast for a 4 year old, that was by the way 3 months younger! And don't you forget it! Anyway he was holding a ball, and we were playing tag, with a ball (bad idea on our part, especially cause we were running inside a house...) my daddy and Ky's daddy where talking about a remodeled step. whatever that meant. I payed no attention, I was too focused on getting the ball away from my very, annoying best friend.

"Shouldn't you maybe cover the sharp edge on the step?" My dad had said just as I was running top speed to catch my friend. I. Almost. Have. Him! Suddenly I trip, and everything goes black.

Opening my eyes I feel something sticky, and wet. Then suddenly, it hit. "AHHHHH!!!!!" I shrieked as loud as any four year old could, "Oh No!" Dad said along with a string of colorful words which I will not repeat. So instead I shall say the most colorful word I know which is rainbow! He also said something like, "Head wounds like that can bleed a lot we need to get her to the ER now!" And with that I was picked up, and carried to the car. Kaylee, Mom and I sat in the back seat where mom held a wet rag to my injured head...which by the way was throbbing! "Ray! Slow down!" My mom yelled at my dad, "Your going 90!" She continued her rant as dad yelled back in defense of himself...well if my head hurt before we are beyond pain now! Would they be quiet!? For crying out loud my head is apparently quote "split open" unquote and I have a splitting headache now! (See what I did there? Lol) "Mommy are we gonna get a ticket?" I asked groggily, "No sweetie, a police men would take one look at you and would help us get there faster." I nodded, "Alex you need to stay awake."

"But my head hurts!" I whine, "I know honey."

"Oops..." we hear Kaylee say from her carseat, "I'm sorry mommy I didn't mean to!" She said holding out a little magnetic pig that had come from Ky's house. "It's fine sweetie I'm sure they'll understand." Mom said offering a weak smile.

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Soon, we arrived at the hospital. We rushed in to get checked in. The nurses asked all the normal questions, and soon I was sitting in a chair on moms lap in a waiting room, while she dabbed this nasty orange smelling oil on my head...at least....I think it was oil....anyway I was sitting next to this little boy, about my age, who had gotten attacked by a rot wiler and was there to get stitched up too! Mom talked to his mom for a bit before a group of nurses came out, and set me on a rolling bed to wheal me into my room. I know I was supposed to be in pain, but I couldn't resist the urge to say, "Go faster!!!" What? No judging I had never been on a magic rolling bed before. That's right forever weird, never going to change *sighs*.

Five hours later, after doctor after doctor came in to look at me. It took me 3 hours of begging to see my wound before I finally got to, but by then it was all bandaged up, "But mommy! I wanted to see it without the band aids!" Mom shook her head, "I think it would've been to much to handle I mean, we could see your skull." My skull I should've been able to see it right? Apparently not grrrrr.

"Now remember to not let her fall asleep tonight or she could wind up in a coma." Mom nodded. Well this is gonna be a long night.

*Flashback over*

I woke up from that dream, it was so real. I looked at the clock, it read 12:00A.M. My usual time to get up, to check on her. I walked over to my little sisters bed, she was so cute, and I stuck to fingers under her nose to check for air. Since her symptoms started showing up, i had checked her everynight at the same time. She had developed a habit to suddenly quit breathing. So I checked, and waited...I felt nothing, "What?" I whispered, I moved to her chest...it wasn't moving, "Oh no!" Panic over took me as I moved my hand to her heart, still felt nothing. Just as I was about to go alert my parents, suddenly Kaylee took a deep breath and let it out, breathing normally again, "Stinker." I muttered angrily as I got back in bed.