I'll love you for 1,000 years.

I mean things happen for reasons. But even when we know that, we still ask "why"? Maybe the reasons for my life story are lost, and I just need to find them. Or maybe they just don't want to be found.
(BASED ON A TRUE STORY)

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3. My Life Has Ended

*wednesday*

I got back home today. My mom knew everything about Nike, I always talked about him. So, she agreed to take me to the hospital he was being treated at.

We woke up early the next morning to get a head start on the road. The hospital was in Miami. We got there around 11:00 am. We walked in and told nurses the patient name. She showed us to the family room where Nike's family was staying. It turns out he was in the hospital for about a week before I found out.

They were waiting for the last brain test. He hasn't waken up since the car accident. He hit his head pretty hard on the backseat window. Nike's mom said he hit the window so hard that it shattered.

About five minutes later, Nike's brother walked past us quickly, with his face in his hands.

I knew something was wrong. His mom excused herself for a moment to see what was going on. I looked at my mom with horror in my eyes. "He didn't pass the test" my mom said quietly. I looked away and lost all of my thoughts.

I turned around and hugged my mom. Tears filled my eyes and poured down my face. I didn't know what to do, or what to think. His brother came out and asked if I wanted to see Nike. I nodded and followed him. We walked through the door. I walked up to his bed. I looked at him with sadness, wishing I could do something and make him come back.

I tried not to cry, but I had to. Before I knew it tears were falling down my face every second. I held his hand and and looked at him. His helpless body, it killed me that I couldn't do anything to help him. I looked at his head which had stitches because they had to do surgery to release pressure from his head. I looked at his eyes that were cracked open a little. Thoughts and questions went through my mind that I wanted to say, but all that would come out was "This isn't real."

School starts tomorrow. I'll be going into 7th grade. Everything is normal. I still live in the small town of Pioneer. I go to the same school that I've went to for a while now. I know everyone, and things aren't too complicated. The only thing missing is the love of my life, he's gone. No feeling is worse than the one of losing the one you have cared for since the day you laid eyes them. I know people are going to be asking questions because everyone knew about me and Nick's relationship. (I've grown out of calling him Nike) They knew how much we were in love with each other and how fast that was taken away from us. I'm lucky to still have my friends by my side.

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