So it begins.

Hospital

So, I was in kindergarten, about 6 years old. I have a sister her name is Megan and a brother his name is Trent. Trent and Megan went to the same school, high school. My sister was leaving to go to lunch with her boyfriend, Corey, well by the school there is a light with a lane on the left and in front, this 18 wheeler was coming and he had on his blinker to turn so she went ahead and crossed, let's just say she didn't make it, the 18 wheeler didn't turn. She flew out of the vehicle head first, and hit her head on the concrete, causing massive bleeding in the brain, also as the car landed on top of her. She was rushed to the hospital, they sent a helicopter and transported her to Tyler. I was with my grandma, Gege, and she got a call, she looked at me "Hailey we have to go to the hospital", well I didn't know what was going on so I just did what I was suppose to. We got to the hospital and I saw my mother coming to meet us. I ran and gave her a big hug, I looked at her face it was all red and blotchy and her eyes were puffy with tears. "What's wrong mommy?" I asked. "Sweetheart we have to talk." She replied in a very different tone that I have never heard mother use. "You sister, she.....well she's hurt." She started off. "Like how?" I asked concerned. "Sissy got in a car accident and she's very, very hurt, do you want to go see her?" She said "Yes, can I talk to her?" She didn't answer but she picked me up and took me into the room. I looked at my sister's almost lifeless body laying on the bed limp looking, cold, pale. It didn't look like her, but I knew it was. "Sissy?" I cried, no answer. "Mae Mae!!??" I yelled, yet, still, no answer. I looked at my mom whose face was wet with tears. "Mommy don't cry! She's gonna be okay...right?" I asked. "Tell me she's gonna be okay!!" "Say it now!" I knew she wasn't though I just knew she wasn't, I was scared. A nurse came into the room "Miss would you like me to take her to the play room?" She asked "Yes, please talk to her if you need to." She replied. I waked with the lady to a very large desolate room, where she asked me if I wanted to paint my feelings on a doll. I looked at her and a concerned way, "Miss just exactly how do I paint my feelings onto a doll?" I looked at her very oddly. "Well sweetie do you feel sad mad happy or any other emotional feeling whatever you feel just draw it on the doll." She said very calmly. "Oh.....well okay." I said grabbing a pink and purple marker. I drew a lot of tears and a sad face. I looked to her and said "This is exactly how I feel I feel very, very sad I hope my sister lives I don't want her to go to heaven I want her to stay here with me and never leave I hope she's going to be okay please let her be okay!" As I said this tears came streaming down my face I put my head on my arm and just started crying the nurse said "Sweetheart it's gonna be okay, it's going to be okay!" As she put her arm on my back, I looked up at her with a blank expression, "No it's not and you know it!" I looked around the room as I asked "Where is my brother and dad?" "They are outside." She said "I'm tired.." I looked down at my untied shoes. "Let's go back to your sisters room." "Okay."

Megan Nicole Mason 16, died on September 26, 2006. On my dads birthday. SHE WILL FORVER REMAIN IN OUR HEARTS, AND NEVER FORGOTTEN.