Hi
So I'm sorry I
haven't posted in a while. I have been really busy and stuff I haven't had time
to write or post anything so yeah. I started this at the start of the year
maybe It’s pretty good. I based the characters on people from other books if
you can guess them then leave it down in the comments below. I will admit that
some of them are obvious but comment them any way and if anyone want to have a
rant about something in the comments don't be shy. I would love to get to know
some of my viewer’s interest. I'm going to go on for hour here but this story
doesn't have a name so leave name segregation in the comments as well also this
is just the first chapter so if you want to hear more there will be more
(hopefully if I can ever get around to editing it it ). While this
chapter isn't quite so graphic the next one is quite intense so just consider
that before reading. I think that's all so keep scrolling on to read
it...
They wheel mum out
into the hall. She is covered in a white sheet. I know right then something is
wrong. Something is definitely wrong. One of the doctors walks up to my dad and
began to talk to him I can’t hear them but I can tell from my father's
expression exactly what they were saying: my mother is dead. She had been
involved in a car crash with a drunk truck driver a week ago. She had had only
a 40% chance of surviving. Apparently it hadn't been enough and now she was
dead. Suddenly I feel my younger brother pulling my hand
“Hazel it ok right
Mommy's just sleeping right” he looked up into my eyes. “It’s ok Hazel Mom's ok
she gonna wake up soon you’ll see”
“No Finnick she not
going to wake up” I whispered
“Silly hazel she
gonna wake up any second you'll see” he stood there facing our mother just
waiting waiting. His eyes wide and innocent. I looked over at my father his hands
clenched into fists. His face white. I can tell he is trying not to cry. They wheel
my mother away to do whatever you do to people after they die. Finnick tugged
on my father's hand
“Daaaaaad I'm hungry
can we please get lunch”.
“Finnick” my voice
snaps yet somehow I manage to smooth it out’ “how about I go get you a snack
for now it's not quite lunch yet” I take Finnick down to the food court to get
some food and leaving my father in the hall.
