Lost Girl

Lost Girl

On my bed I hear people running back and forth, the sounds of flat lines. That’s when I ask myself, “Am I destined to die alone in this hospital room.” He draws the beginning and the end and I can truly say I despise such a god. A clear answer that lies outside my room, if only I could find it, the goal of happiness but sadly god has cursed me with a body that would live for only a short amount of time. “Why be born if I’m just going to die shorter than planned.” Something I mutter to myself, no one visits me not even my own family, but then it’s no surprise I was never meant to be happy. Just barely into my senior of high school I was struck with an illness that no doctor knew what it was, all they knew was the fact I wasn’t going to live long. The only person to visit me was my grandmother but sadly she passed a few weeks ago and I couldn’t even tell her goodbye or that I loved her and thank her for always being there for me. My smile was the first to go and eventually my hope, if I ever died anytime soon I know for a fact I don’t wish to go to heaven nor hell but a world I will make, a world fabricated from my imaginations. That’s when I hear my grandmother’s from the door, with little strength I have left I get out of bed and walk towards the door and when I open it I see my grandmother standing there holding out her hand. I look back to see my body still lying in the bed and sound of the flat line, but I say my goodbye and run over to her, give her a big hug and then we both walk into a door to a new world for just the two of us.

 

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