gone

         preshas time ticked away as i ran to help my father "im coming dad" i said into the phone the only response i heard was some dying breaths. i hung up and ran faster. my mind was in distress. the intense smell of mint was not helping ether. then the worst thing happens i thought of my future. i reached my dads office he was lying on the floor. his chair had fallen over,and there were papers every where. i ran too him i looked at him he was pale. i called 911. while i was waiting there i cried until his shoulder was wet.            my heart hurt. the emergency siren rang .the next few moments were a blur. when we left the place the sirens were off. when we reached the hospital they took him to a white room on a yellow and black cot. they told me i should leave and wait in the waiting room so i did. i waited for an hour, two, eventually i fell asleep, tear tracks running down my face leaving my glasses blurry with salty tears. when i woke up there was a nurse dressed in scrub clothes standing over me 

          "im sorry" she whispered sadly. 

          "we did all we could" then she left. i felt horrible i cant even disribe the pain that i felt. it was killing me. then i relised he was all i had. i  wished i had dyed with him. then another lady approached me. she was super tall and had long beautifully blonde hair but i was to disorented to notice her. she waved her hand in front of my face. i looked up at her

           " come on " she said. 

           "who are you ?" i asked defencivly .

           "im one of your fathers co-workers. i will take care off you"  she started walking so i followed her. i dont know why i was so easy to convince. i guess i just needed someone to cling to when we got to. her car it was very nice. 

         "where are we going" i asked in a plain painful voice .

         " to the company" i did not ask why even though the question burned on my tongue.