[Rain]

12 Years Ago -----

Getting in the car I clutched onto my teddy bear, milky bottle, and backpack. I felt somthing was alittle akward, but I didn't ask.

"Ready?" My mom asked. She had a strange look on Her face that I couldn't quite make out. What was going on?

"Okay." I nodded, not totally sure that I said the right answer.

I buckled my seat belt and leaned my head against the car door. I found myself falling asleep...

About an hour later my dad opened the door, and picked me up. My tired eyes were still blurry from my nap, and I finally made out the shape of the house.

"Grama!" I squealed. My father smiled, and continued walking, while my mother stoped.

I frowned. "Mommy?"

"What?" She hissed. I took slight hurt at her tone, but ignored it.

"Come on!" I smiled beckoning my hand towards Grama's house.

"No." She simply said.

"Why?" I said, getting worried. "Are you leaving me here?"

"Yes."

She turned and ran to the car. Dad set me on the ground, and ran to the car to stop Mom. I started crying as my Grama picked me up.

"What's happening, Grama?" I said as the car drove out the driveway, and my dad started chasing it, screaming for her to stop. "She left me..." I sobbed.

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I don't know why she left me that day. I mean I was only 6. But shortly after, my father died in a car crash. He gave me the love that my mother never would. Once Father died, I started going a little crazy. I wondered things like "Was all her 'love' fake?" or "What was wrong with me?"

My life got harder. Around the age of 13, my Grampa died. My Grama got closer to me after that, which I'm glad about, but she's 87 with breast cancer. She's living on borrowed time.

After my Grampa died, I shut down. The only person I trusted was my Grama. Sometimes, I didn't even go to her with things. I became a loner, an outcast. People at school felt bad for me, which ticked me off. I hated when people pitied me. I became bitter, scared, and heartbroken.

5 hours ago---

So I got in the car with my Grama to take her to the hospital again. We loved each other very much, but I hated to see her in pain. I drove out of the driveway, and continued down the neighborhood and into the interstate. I was raining really hard, making me a little nervous. There was a driver that was swerving, and things got worse when he drove beside me. He started speeding some, and then I heard sirens. Police car sirens.

He started going faster and faster, he crashed into my car and sent us flying a few feet into several trees. After that, I blacked out.

Present time---

I open my eyes and look around. Hospital? I see doctors and nurses rushing around me. I look at my left arm. Blood. Car crash! Grama!

"Wheres my Grama?" I ask, my voice breaking up.

"She's in another room." One nurse replies.

"I need to see her!" I yell. "I need to know if she's okay!"

"No, your hurt." The doctor says.

"I don't care!" I scream. "Let me see her!!"

I struggled to try and get up, but the doctor held me down.

"STOP!" I scream. "I need to see her! Is she okay?!?"

"She's dead!" The doctor shouted.

My eyes grew wide. No. No. No. NO. NO!! Tears formed in my eyes, and I started sobbing.

"She CAN'T be dead!" I shouted. "SHE CAN'T! I CAN'T LOOSE HER!"

"I'm sorry." The doctor said. It didn't help. I kept screaming through my tears, sobbing histerically. I couldn't take it.

"No!" I screamed. I can't do this anymore! "Why is this happening to me?!?"

"Calm down." The doctor caressed.

I eventually stopped crying, and fell asleep...

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"Wake up honey." I heard. I turned to see a bright smile on my mother's face. I smiled and nodded to her. She handed me my teady bear, and milky bottle and backpack. "Let's get in the car sweetheart."

 

THE END.

Author's Note

A short story type thing. I've never done anything like this so tell me what you think.

Reviews

[☯]

A very sad, a heartbreaking story. I really liked how it started and ended in the same manner, but in different time periods. A descriptive and sad story. A very good first writing of this type. Great job :)

[ButterflyWonderland]

I like this. It kind of reminds me of Final Destination, except that the main character didn't die. But I thought it was really good. Perhaps adding a little to the imagery, but either way, it's great. Bravo!