Fate's Kinda Funny [ON HOLD]

Prologue

Have you ever had that feeling? That feeling where your world falls apart? Yeah? No? Well I have. To be honest, I didn't even expect it. I didn't anticipate it. In fact, I thought everything was going on just fine. It was all perfect in my mind. I absolutely had no clue of what was to come. Everything got so real and everything changed.

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3 weeks before:

My dad's left arm had somehow, for some unknown reason, swollen. We had absolutely no clue what was wrong, but he told us all that it was a rattlesnake bite. He told us that he was probably going to die from it. It was very worrisome since a rattlesnake is one of the most poisonous snakes we have here in Tennessee.

It really worried me at first. Then after a couple days the swelling went down, and he was fine so after that I figured that he had just been joking when it happened. Nothing was wrong with him at all. Or so we thought.

Everything went on as usual. It was time to go back to school since my school break was over, so I went back. We expected nothing.

Then one weekend, on Friday night, my dad had a seizure. It was a regular seizure. I mean, I was used to seeing him have one. He had been epileptic since he was 8 years old. It was nothing new to me.

Then a little later while my dad was asleep he had another seizure. This has never happened before, and it's not supposed to happen. It was bad.

He had never had a seizure this bad before. With this one he was hallucinating. He was seeing things and yelling,"Get them off me!! Get them off!! They're hurting me!!!! They have a knife!! Please!!!!!!!" His eyes were rolling back in his head and his body would tense up real bad. It was horrible, and it made me want to cry. While all of this was happening, he even tried to get his knife out of his pocket. At one point he got up and ran through the house trying to get away from "them".

After it all ended he had a fever and everything. I remember my mom coming and getting me and telling me that I needed to come and talk to him for a few minutes. That I needed to come see him.

When I went to see him and talk to him, he looked horrible. I walked up to where he was and grabbed onto his hand. He opened his eyes but just barely enough for me to notice that they were open. I remember him saying,"Jade, I love you. Always remember that. Always remember that you are my baby girl and I love you to the end of the world." It was horrible. The way he said it just made me feel horrible. It made me almost break down crying, but I knew I had to bite the tears back and stay strong for my dad.

"I love you, too, Daddy. It's going to be okay. I love you, Daddy." That's all that I could think to say. There's not much I could say without breaking down on him. He looked up at me and smiled. A smile that was reassuring and painful. He had tried to hide the pain, but he couldn't. After seeing this, I kissed his hand and whispered I love you in his ear. I then kissed him on the cheek and walked back out.

I walked back to the living room. I sat down and right then and there I almost broke down. It was so hard to not cry, but I held it in as I usually did and do.

I have always held in my emotions. I never let anyone in. I am just always emotionless around anyone. The only emotion I will let everyone see is when I am happy. If I am upset, I don't let anyone in or try to talk to me. I never talk about anything. I just bottle it all up and hide it. I always do my best to keep it at the back of my mind.

After I was tired of just sitting there with my little brother, I went to bed. I went to sleep as soon as I lied down.

Since the bathroom is right beside my bedroom, it woke me up when my dad flushed and walked out. I knew it was him by the way he walked. His steps. He went back to his bedroom and, I guess, went back to sleep.

I tried to go back to sleep but couldn't so I figured I would just get up. I walked out of my room and walked through the kitchen to the living room. As I walked through I looked at the microwave and the time on it read,"9:11". I thought it was kinda strange. I shrugged it off though and just walked on.

I walked in the living room and sat down with Alex. He was always up before everyone else. I asked him if he wanted to watch TV and of course he said yes and so I turned on the TV for him. He wanted to watch Spongebob, so I watched it with him for a few minutes before going and waking my mom up.

She got up and came in the living room with me. My dad was still asleep but I left him alone. I thought about last night and figured he needed sleep. I went on with my day.

At one point I walked over to Luke's. It was just a regular boring day. He walked back to my house with me, and we just hung out around my house all day and ran around outside. Even that night we were running around outside. We had been swinging on the tree swing. Then we were just sitting out on the porch. Then we heard it.