~ Nate ~
As soon as I put the letter down I knew what I wanted to do and what I was going to do.
All the family members who had work left just before ten. There were three other cousins left. I ran to them immediately.
"Anyone have paper and textas?" I looked around with so much urgency. I couldn't sit still. I wasn't hurt by the crosse out words and I didn't mind that she was freaking out and second guessing. It didn't matter to me.
"The doctors brought some up for my sister." The oldest guy cousin jumped up and grabbed the textas off a table nearby and sat back down. His sister had left earlier but it seems that the entertainment they gave her remains."What are these for exactly?" Everyone was looking at me curiously. I had all this energy and was smiling while they were very gloomy.
"Gabriella said that the only way she could live is if donkeys rode on the rainbow with Care Bears on their backs. I thought we could draw some to string up around her room or on the windows from the outside.""So that they would be there when she woke up."
I was really embarrassed and realised how crazy it was to think that. That she would wake up if we did it. It was my hope though. It was a distraction.
"Good idea."
"She said that to me too but I wouldn't have thought to do that."
"Wait I can't draw." We all laughed. I couldn't draw and I could tell other people couldn't draw either. Even if they were bad pictures it would be up there. It would be hat she said."I can draw an outline and you guys can colour them in."
"Or we all colour in a rainbow while you draw like four or five donkeys with Care Bears on their backs?"
"Yes let's do that."We wer all sharing energy now. We were all excited. We were all determined to draw them and put it up. We were motivated and we didn't hesitate for a moment. We quickly grabbed paper. We sized them up and we decided what colours would go where. We drew lines as markers and we handed out paper.
We stretched out across the floor. Textas lying everywhere and paper with singl coloured lines spread out waiting for someone to grab them. Waiting for someone to fill in the blanks.
We didn't colour in fully. We left lots of gaps. We were doing such a bad job. We weren't in too much of a hurry. But we didn't stop to make sure there was no white bits.
So all of us sat there sticking paper together to make a big rainbow while one of her cousins who is 19 started to draw donkeys. We asked if anyone had sticky tape and her grandmother went to find us some. We sat there for so long drawing and colouring in until the textas ran out and all of them did.
Some pages only had two colours on them while others were full of all the colours. Red. Purple. Blue. Green. That's all we had. But it worked.
We lined up the pages again and stuck them together with the sticky tape sparsely. We placed the donkeys and Care Bears onto the pages in no particular place. The drawings were really good and did look like donkeys and Care Bears. But the cartoon of both. We couldn't complain.
It looked so good. I love it so much. She will love it. It was crazy to think she will wake up to that. But she will. I know she will.
Our rainbow went for one and a half metres. There were four donkeys with four Care Bears on top all different colours. It looked so good. We stuck it to the outside of her ICU. The doctors smiled when they saw it and the family even looked really happy from their private room. Our hopes were high.
We sat down feeling quite achieved and happy. We held hands together and sat close. The seven of us who were left all gathered together. Hand in hand.
Her sister, dad and mum were in the private waiting room.
As soon as I left ICU things were happening inside. I saw machines moving and all kinds of things happening. I was sad but hopeful. I had faith in her.
"The family is with her. The family is next to her."
We were updating ourselves all the time. We all just had each other and it was nice.
I placed my head on the cousin I was close too. I was shaking slightly but I was calm with them all around me. It was sweet.
"Gabriella's family and friends." I jumped so far out of my skin I couldn't control myself. I wasn't able to adjust my ears to the sounds. I wasn't prepared to hear the doctor Matthew's voice.
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