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It was February 10, 1995. I had been diagnosed with cancer. My mother and father, who were really emotional, sat next to me. My mother held my hand and my father was on the phone with my doctor, Dr.Hanson. I looked at my mother and saw that tears trickled down her face. I wish I only had what my sister, Carrie, has. She only has a bad case of the stomache flu. I hated causing my mother and father so much pain. I couldn't take it. I wished I was magic, then ic ould make it go away. But I wasn't. Seeing my mother and father like this all the time was enough pain to make me go crazy. And if I hadn't been so sick I probably would have. The only thing I could do was sit there and watch my mother and father fall into pieces hour after hour.
"Claire, honey, how are you feeling?" my mother asked in a cracked voice.
"Worse then yesterday, I think" I said in a whisper she almost didn't hear.
"Don't worry about a thing. You'll get better" she said in a voice so dry i knew there was no hope for me at all. I didn't say these words out loud. I didn't want to make my mother more upset than she already was.
"Claire, I think it's time for bed now. Sleep well" my father said.
"Sure,dad" I said in a tiny voice. I closed my eyes and started to fall asleep.
My dream that night had been really long. Too long. It shouldn't have been that long. It seemed to continue on forever.
When i woke up from my long dream, I was on the floor. I got up slowly and I heard my mother and father. They were crying. I thought Carrie had gotten worse and died while i was asleep, so i went to her room. No one, except a sleeping Carrie, was there.I searched all around the house and finally went back to my room. Thats when i saw it, a horror scene right in front of me. My parents were crying, but not over Carrie. They were crying over me! I looked at my bed and saw my motionless body there. I looked over at my calender and saw that it was February 14. I had been asleep for 4 days! I looked back and my mother and father and felt tears falling down my cheek. I looked away and quickly left before I could cause anymore pain.
- by Mello_0945 |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 10/19/2008 |
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- Title: My Life As An Angel
- Artist: Mello_0945
- Description: This is the story of a 13 year old girl, Claire Rosea, who had been diagnosed with cancer. Most of the story is of Claire when she's a ghost. If it's good, comment on it and i'll continue writting the story.
- Date: 10/19/2008
- Tags: life angel
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Comments (6 Comments)
- MarcusFenix_LocustKiller - 09/29/2010
- wow..(sniffs) that was so sad..
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- CherryFlavoredDeodorant - 07/08/2009
- keep going! i almpst cried too. not really though. that's really sad.
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- Leadoux - 10/19/2008
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i really liked it..
i all most cried!
wright more!! - Report As Spam
- PaintTheSkyRed - 10/19/2008
- Awe really sad. Great emotions.
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- inuyasha ikari - 10/19/2008
- thats good but a little dark the sad thing is that that stuff really happens
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- disaster-master-debii-x - 10/19/2008
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OMG
I loved that story..
Sad but amazing 13/10 - Report As Spam