Please Read
So I woke up earlier, I was in
some weird bed in a hospital, I had tubes strapped to my wrists
and something stuffed in my mouth. A doctor came in when I woke
up, he said I had been out for nearly a month, that I had been in
a car crash and that my Dad, my little sister and my baby brother
were all dead. I asked where my mom was, I could vaguely remember
her being in the car as well, she was sitting next to me I think.
He sighed lightly and said, she is alive but brain dead. I buried
my head in my pillow and cried and the nurses left me to it. I
had lost everything. That night I was dreaming of the car crash,
it seems to haunt me now, my mom was sitting next to me, my dad
was in the front, he was shouting, she was screaming, my baby
brother was crying, my little sister was covering her ears as
they fought and I was just sitting there starring out of the
window. Suddenly my Dad yanked the wheel round and we were
spiraling out of control and the wall was coming closer and
closer. I dreamt that I lay across the road, bleeding from a
wound in my head, with the bodies of my family surrounding me
then my mom sat up, so did my dad and my sibling, they took my
hands in theirs and said that I would be with them soon and that
everything was going to be alright. So I am going to die, but its
ok. Just don't tell me that spirits don't exist and that
nor does heaven, because I know it does. And Mom, Dad, Jimmy,
Lilly, I'm coming, hold on, I'm coming, I
promise...
(One of the patients in my
hospital held my hand and asked me to write this on here while
she died. Please just listen to her, I believe
her)