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White sheet

Hadn't updated in a while. Sorry.

Malaysia's p.o.v.

I cried and prayed aloud the whole ride. So many things were running through my head I couldn't think properly. I don't know what I would do if she left me on earth by myself. 

"Dear God" I prayed aloud. "I ask you for nothing right now but to let my mama live please Lord. I'm sorry for my sins and I ask you to forgive me for her sins on my behalf right now please God". 

KJ drove in the emergency entrance and I jumped out. "Malaysia" he called. "It's gonna be alright". I nodded and ran inside while he went to look for a parking spot. There were other visitors at the registration counter but I pushed passed all of them. "Excuse me I'm looking for my mom" I said all out of breath. "Okay calm down sweetie whats your name" . "Malaysia"!  She looked at her computer. "Oh your mom had a stroke she's in room 508". I spun around and there was Kj. I'm glad I met him and that he is always by my side. I pressed the elevator button and got inside I pressed the button for the fifth floor. While I was inside I whispered a prayer again and Kj held my hand.

K.J.'s P.O.V.

I held malaysia's hand to comfort her a little. The doors of the elevator opened and as we were walking in the room door of 508, I saw doctors inside putting a white sheet over malaysia's  mama. She dropped to the floor and broke down. She started hollering. I pulled her close and hugged her tight and cried along with her. Her mama was basically my mama too. "Why, Why, Why"? Is all malaysia asked. "Why God, Why"? "Don't question God baby girl"! The doctors asked us to leave the room so they could carry the body to the morgue. Malaysia screamed louder. I picked her up in my arms and carried her out even though I was hurting too, but I had to remain strong for her. She kicked and screamed and everyone started looking. i rubbed her back and held her, I spoke soothing things to her and she calmed down a little. We went back to my crib and she sat up all night staring out the window. Strangely out of no where she began singing random songs.

"If you forced to think hell is a place called home go ahead get your clothes and pack i'm bout to runaway and never come back".

"All at once seems I had it all but it doesn't mean anything now that you're gone". 

I didn't interrupt her. She stopped then looked at me. "Kj imma runaway". "Malaysia you can't please, If you do runaway where would you go"? "I don't know"! She spoke in a broken voice. I wrapped her in my arms and we just told old stories until the sun came up. When we got tired to the point we thought our tongues would fall out we fell asleep