It Feels Like The End

14-year-old Emma Edwards' life seems to be falling apart. She feels like nobody cares about her anymore. Emma's life is one rocky road! Read the book to find out what happens to her!


1. One

    As soon as I woke up, I knew something was wrong. Sirens blared outside my bedroom window, and I could hear people walking through the halls of my house. There was a lot of noise, and now that I think back on it, I wonder why I had not woken up sooner. I rushed out of bed and pulled a bathrobe on over my clothes, because it was January, and still very cold in the North Carolina town that I lived in. I squinted at the alarm clock on my bedside table: 2:00 AM. Early, too early. Something bad had happened, yet it never crossed my mind that this could have even been remotely possible. I sprinted into my hallway and began asking people what had happened. They all ignored me and watched seemed to have a job to do. There were EMT's, policemen, firefighters, and many curious neighbors. Suddenly, I didn't want to talk to anybody, I just wanted to figure out what was wrong. I ran into my front yard and looked everywhere. Then I realized something. Where were mom and Cassidy, my little sister? My heart started pounding, and time stood still as I literally flew into our house, but I couldn't get by all the EMT's.
    "Watch out sweetie," an older lady in a police uniform said as I bumped into her. I looked everywhere for my sister, but I couldn't find her anywhere. Finally, I found my mom in her bedroom. She was crying hysterically, and wouldn't stop. 
    "Mom! Mom! It's okay, it's okay. Whatever happened, it will all be okay." But my mom just kept shaking her head and sobbing. She began shredding the tissues in her hand. I softly took the remains of the tissues from her and threw them away. 
     "Mom, calm down. It's okay. Can you talk to me? What's wrong?" I tried to get her to tell me what happened, but she wouldn't. Now, I realize how calm I was on this 

day, until I found out the news, and I think that is what helped keep my mom from seriously injuring herself. 
    My dad died when I was four, so I barely remember him. Since then, it has been me, my mom, and my 12 year old sister. Two years younger than me, and four inches shorter, Cassidy is as fragile as a newborn bird, but I love her more than anything on this planet. I constantly watch over her, and make sure that she is always safe. If anything happened to her, I would probably die. My mother is a very gentle, loving woman, whom I love very much as well. She works as an exotic pet veterinarian in the North Carolina Veterinary Clinic for Exotic Pets. She loves her job, and has a special veterinarians touch with all animals and people alike. My family is very important to me, and if anything ever happens to them, my life may as well end. 
    I continued trying to persuade my mom, to tell me what was wrong, but she wouldn't talk to me. Finally, she tried to explain.
    "Sh-she wa-was s-so sw-sweet. I ho-hope th-that she wi-will b-be ok." She stammered. 
    "Who?" I asked. My heart started pounding. No. It couldn't be. It couldn't be. No. No.
    "Cassidy" mom said. 
    "WHAT?!?!?!?! Where is she? What happened? Is she dead? I want to see her!" I cried out. I immediately went hysterical, running through our house. I shook the arm of the first EMT I saw. 
    "Where is my sister?!?!?" I cried. 
    "They are on the way to the hospital, and they left a few minutes ago." He answered. 
I bolted outside and hopped on my bike. Since the hospital was only 2 miles away, if I went fast, I could get there. I sped down our road, ignoring the fact that I was still in my 
pajamas and bathrobe. When I finally turned into the hospital, they had already taken Cassidy inside. There was a bike rack, so I slid my bike into it. I told the nurse at the front desk that I was there to see Cassidy Edwards, and that I was her sister. 
    "She is in the intensive care unit, and they are trying to shock her heart with the  defibrillator. It appears that she had a heart attack at 1:30 this morning. They are doing everything they can to keep her alive, and I am very sorry to you and your family." she said. 
    "Th-thank you." I managed to get out as tears filled my eyes. My fragile sister had a heart attack. The news began to sink in, but I was so shocked, that I completely forgot about my mom at the moment. Tears streamed down my face as I quickly walked to the ICU. I told the nurses that my sister was here, and she was recovering from a heart attack, and they let me in. I knew I had to be strong for my little sister, so I wiped the tears off my face with the back of my hand, and tried not to let the fear on the inside of me show on the outside, because I could not let her see that I was scared, or it would make her even more upset. Gaining composure, I stepped into the room she was in, and had to try harder than ever to hold back my tears when I saw her lying on the stretcher unconscious, while the doctors tried to shock her heart again. A doctor told me that they had been trying for four minutes already. Just then, a hand tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around, and was face to face with my mom. She was clearly upset, but she had stopped visibly crying, so I was hoping that she  was doing a bit better. Later, I found out that I was wrong. Just then, after the doctors had performed CPR for two minutes, Cassidy's eyelids fluttered open. The doctors all smiled happily, but still kept their focus on her life, which was at stake right now. She saw mom and I and smiled, but it was a pained and nervous smile. You could tell that she was worried and in pain. We walked over to her, and each put a hand on hers.
    "Everything will be okay Cassidy." I said, trying to comfort her. 

    "I love you" she said to us, but then her eyes fluttered shut again. The doctors tried and tried to bring her back, but it was too late. Cassidy Ann Edwards was dead. 

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