Could you describe how you would feel? Pain? Shock? Sick? Maybe not. Maybe you would just sit there and cry to yourself. You know that feeling. The feeling of despair and the feeling of dumbness, like you cant see anything bad, or you cant feel anything hurt you.....See as people most of us hide these things. Pain, hurt, depression. And when a tragic event happens that brings that one particular side of you out of its hiding place...well all hell breaks lose inside of you. But this doesnt happen often. So you just get up and walk away like nothing ever happend. You might go home and watch a movie alone or you might be with your friends and suddenly just leave. You might even be at the most beautiful reception ever and have to get up and walk away..We cant hide everything for long. And sooner or later we'll all brake down in tears for every event in the past..
The ambulance pulls up and the officers roll in towards the new news crowd starting to form, surrounding the accident...He sits there. Thinking. Numb from what has just been seen. An officer walks up to him and quietly asks him to head towards his car for some questioning. He doesnt move..
If you witnessed a major accident and you know that it was one of you family members. What would you do? Would you rush out screaming to help or would you fall to your knees and tell yourself theirs no hope. Life challenges you with these questions all the time. You may not know it but in your lifetime you will have things thrown at you in all different directions, whether its someone you love that died or maybe its just a neighbor that passed away that you never really knew. You feel horrible at nights because you really wish you could have been nicer or at least met him or her.
The officer keeps asking questions, i answer them quickly and with no emotion. I cant stop looking at Melissa. She is only 9 years old. My little cousin. She is more like my little sister. I love her to death and i look after her every weekend. We play games like hide and go seek and i would take her to the lake with me. I even plan out her birthday parties. She was comming to plan out her 10th party with me. Her birthdays next week and its supposed to be a pool party. But all that has changed. Now shes lying on a gurney in tha ambulance. Shes crying and screaming. They say i couldnt see her. They dont want me to see how badly she is. She is going to make it. I know it.. My aunt is ok. Melissa is strong. Why did this happen? Why to me? Why to her? She is only 9! So young and so fragile. I wish that would have been me. Not her. I should be in pain right now not her. She should have been drinking some milk and reading a book at the cafe instead of were she is now. This is my fault. I dont understand why and how this happend...
As you sit here reading this, i bet things are rushing through your mind. Correct? Like... what woul i do? Or oh my! Thats so tragic!
The officer takes me to the hospital where Melissa is. Shes in the emergency surgery room. They say theres a peice of metal in her stomach. As i sit in the waiting room my sister arrives with my mom. Mom goes straight to my aunt and starts to comfort her. Shes the lucky one. Just a few sticthes and bruises. The doctor comes out with a blank expression. Im the first and only person to stand up and walk to him.
-you- Is she ok? Did she die? These thoughts race through your head. They flow into you like a quike movement.
The doctors expression changes suddenly into a slight smile.
"Melissa... Is going to be just fine and will make a full recovery"
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