Suddenly thousands of memories
flashed before Grace’s eyes. Playing
with Daddy, playing with her friends, visiting the wolves with Daddy, watching
mom and Daddy fight, everything. No… Please, no… She thought. Then the memories suddenly stopped, and she
heard a strange noise. With her eyes
still shut tight, she tried to listen closer. It sounded like a woman crying, no, not just
any woman. She knew that sound better
than anyone else. It was her mom,
crying.
Grace opened up her eyes and she
saw that she was no longer in the black nothingness, but she was in a hospital.
She also saw that she was no longer a
little girl, but now she looked about 10 years old. The room she was in was dull, only white and
gray were the building’s colors. Taking
a closer look she was in a waiting room, sitting on one of the uncomfortable
chairs. She looked beside her. There she
was, her mom, crying so hard she could fill the room with her tears. Her long pale blond hair covered her face, but
Grace could still see her tears running down her chin, and onto her lap. No…
Please not again…. She thought. She
looked in front of her. There was a big door,
that lead to the emergency rooms. Then it hit her like someone told her a bad
dream was in fact real, the memory of watching Daddy die.
She remembered watching him,
sitting on the couch, acting like everything was fine, her sitting by him, and
suddenly he fell over, choking, coughing, trying to hold back the tears in his
eyes from pain. “It’s okay, Penny,” is what he said “I’m going to be okay. Don’t cry like that, Penny. Everything is going to be okay.”
At first she believed him, until
they put him in the emergency room and didn’t let her or her mom in. And now, she was sure he was gone. Gone. It hit her so hard she could barely breathe.
No…
This can’t be happening. Please no! She thought over and over, hoping that if she
thought it enough everything would turn out okay, and that Daddy would come
through those doors on his own two feet, smiling, saying “I told you I’d be
okay.” But no, she knew that would never
happen. People don’t turn out to be okay
from something like that.
“Mom… Don’t cry like that. Daddy is going to be okay…” She said slowly. She didn’t believe a word she was saying, but
at the very least she could try to comfort her own mom. Slowly her mom turned and looked at her, her
hazel eyes filled with tears. Grace knew
she was trying to hold them back, but unluckily for both of them, she wasn’t
doing that great of a job at it. “I.. I know… It’s just…. After all this time
fighting with your father, I wished at the very least… I could’ve said I was
sorry before… before this happened… And now…” Before she could finish she
bursts into tears again.
Grace sighed and looked at the door. It looked so dark and haunting, not letting
anyone go through it. She nearly jumped
when the doors began to open. Daddy? Is… Is Daddy okay? She hoped, but
no, instead of Daddy coming as she hoped, it was a doctor. A man with brown hair, but was nearly bald,
with unfriendly glasses, and a messy white doctor’s coat. “I’m sorry,” said the old doctor, with a bit
of sorrow in his eyes “but he’s not going to make it.”WELL, this is a long part. More is on the way!
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