Torn Apart

Hospital

Blackness. Only blackness. No monster, no fear, no depression. I only see the faintest silhouette of my father. Could this be, could that be? No, surely not.

I walk over to this person. I say,

"hello?" The man turns around. Looks at me and cries.

"Charlotte!! My sweet child I missed you!!" He said.

"Dad?! Is that really you?!" I asked. "I missed you too!"

"Oh Charlotte." He pulled away from the hug and bent down and put his hands on my shoulder.

"Why are you here? Why are you in the afterlife?" He asked a little worried. "How did you die?"

"A c-car." I stammered. "I j-jumped in front o-of a c-car......" I looked down.

"No, Charlotte. Why? Why would you do this?" He asked me. I could his sadness melt away to form a new emotion. Anger. Dad stood up and walked away.

"Goodbye Charlotte,"

My eyes started to water. I laid down on the cold black floor.

All of a sudden I could hear voices. They were panicking . I shot up in the bed and recognized  the place. Hospital.

I was in a hospital. I looked around and locked eyes with a nurse.

"Guys she is awake!!!" She yelled

Everyone stopped and came rushing over to me. They kept asking me questions and asking if I was ok and needed anything. I was so fed up with everything. 

 I was about to burst.