So, I moved her and waved her, yet she didn’t move.
I was trying to think of the various possibilities of her not answering,
Yet avoiding to think of the worst…
I ran to the phone and called my aunt,
She told me,
measure her pulse,
call an ambulance,
call your dad,
do anything...
Anything that would keep her with us.
My eyes filled with dense tears,
I moved her again, this time more stressed than ever,
She was freezing.
The phone kept ringing, yet the only thing I wanted was her,
Dreaming about the times when we played together,
Cries where the only thing I thought about,
What had happened?
Why had I been rude?
Was it just a dream?
Hours later,
My dad arrived home and told me to stop worrying,
She had been sick for months, yet I was never notified,
She had suffered,
At least she was resting now…
I was restless,
Stressed,
Constantly reminding myself to stop blaming me,
Telling myself to live life day to day,
With no worries,
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