There I lay on the familiar bed I grew up in. I look at the boring white walls and the two chairs that were right next to my bed. The chair was filled with two figures- a man and a women. Both with dark circles under their eyes from the lack of sleep and both with worried expressions. When the women looked up to notice my eyes no longer closed, she gave me a faint smile and whispered "How did you sleep?" I looked at the women emerald green eyes and the brown bed head hair . She looked paler than usual- due to the fact that my disease was back and the men with the white coats say I only got weeks.
I gave the women a weak smile before saying "Fine." I looked at her eyes again. Her eyes barley keeping open. My eyebrows formed together while my nose crunched up. "Did you guys not sleep?" I asked, already knowing the answer. She nodded before speaking. "It's fine sweetie we've got to make sure that our baby girl makes it through another night." She turned to the man, his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open. The women frowned. "Although this man." She said pointing at the crunched man, grueling in his sleep. "Has seemed to fallen asleep."
The man whose eyes were once open, grew into a much needed sleep. I glanced over towards to snoring man. He had fair skin and dirty blonde hair- almost the shade of light brown but not quietly that. Like the shade of sand.
We both giggled like two little girls on the playground being chased by a boy.
We notice two people with white coats in a deep conversation. And every once and a while they would turn and look over towards our room.
At that moment the women hands surrounded mine, overlaping mine by double. She gave me another weak smile and this time her tired eyes started raining. She rubbed her hands gently across mine, while her smooth quiet, wheeping voice flowed through my ears. "Everythings going to be all right." And again like she was trying to prove a point. Though I believed that she was giving herself some reassurance.
It only took a couple minutes before the two people in the white coats came rushing in with apologetic expressions written all over their faces.
The man in the white coat coughed. He was about 6 feet and had tan skin. He had a buzz cut but you could tell that he has brunette hair. The women was paler than he was, with red hair and bright green eyes. She was smaller and was more cheerful but at this moment it didn't matter.
The mans cough woke up the man. The blonde hair man jumped up from the staledeeness. I could only imagine that his heart was beating like a field of horses in a wild field.
"How long was I asleep?" The man asked while looking all over the room. The women shook her head. "Not long Bruce." The man nodded his head before looking up at the doctors. Everyone in the small room looked over at me while the doctors motioned my parents outside.
It seemed to took forever when they were done speaking but in reality it was about ten minutes.
When the four of them separate ways, the two glumly figures walked right towards me. The women crunched right towards me, while the man just stood there at the doorway. His arm covering his sad teary eyes.
My eyes were confused and I knew something horrid had happened. I hagan to speak but the women just gave me a slight smile. "Eliza baby" a few tears sneaking its way down her cheek. "I think it's time to make a wish." She said her voice barley above a whisper. Like it was her only way to keep calm.
At that exact moment I knew what was happening. Even though I was only ten, I knew the signs of when you're dying and nobody could help you. I knew that when you're sick enough you get a wish. One last dying wish from Give A Wish foundation. And my time was now.
I closed my eyes, holding in a giant breath in the process. My heart beat slowed down and in fact everything seemed to slow down. The running doctors in the hallway, the nurses at their decks typing away at their computers 'click click click'. The crying parents with written confusion on their faces, wondering how in the world did their child ended up like this.
I nodded, my glaze fixed on the white walls. I could feel fast running cold drips of water, falling down my eyes. Some would escape into my mouth which tasted like salt. My breathing increased which made my chest went up far more than it should have.
By now the man in the door way, creeped his way over towards me trying to calm me down. While the women pressed her thumb on my head, playing with my caramel hair. "Shoo Eliza honey, its alright. Everything going to be alright." They both repeated over and over again.
This made my eyes go loopy and made my breathing back into a regular pace.
I blinked a few times before whispering "JK Rowling." I paused to breath a couple of times before continuing. 'that's my wish." And as it was on cue, my eyes shut and blackness over flowed me.
As I stared at the soundless TV and watched the boring the talk show host talk about losing twenty pounds in a week, I sighed in relief when a tall figure with a long white coat and a clipboard in his hands came in. He wore a name tag which read in bold letters Dr. Krev.
He grinned when approaching me, fiddling with the plastic bag with clear fluid then scribbling something down. He glanced over at me. "Do you have a staring problem or something?" A tiny smirk started forming. I giggled and shoked my head. "No sir." He silently laughed, shaking his head in the process. "Well kiddo, looks like I have some wonderful news for you." My yes beamed in delight while my head shot straight up. "What is it?" I asked. He smiled for a few seconds before speaking. "Well..." He traveled off, staring at the white walls "I shouldn't be telling you this but" He stared at me still smiling in the process. "since you're my favorite patient I'll tell you anyway." I laugh saying just tell me already. "Looks like you're wish came true. Look"
He pointed at a blonde figure in the doorway. She smiled sweetly and my eyes lit up like the house lights on Halloween. I squealed in delight not knowing what else to do. She laughed a little. Dr. Krev faced beamed up but I could see in his eyes a tiny faint gloomy look started to form. I turned to him and mouth thank you while he nodded and walked away taking the clipboard with him.
The blonde lady spoke up. "So I heard you're a fan?" I nodded not knowing what else to say. She laughed. "I'm not going to bite." My cheeks redden like a ripe tomato. I didn't know what else to say, so I just said hi. She waked over toward the bed, kneeing down.
The lady wore a light blue shirt that matched the color of her eyes and dark jeans. The shinny gold necklace she was wearing was the perfect length in between her chest and her neck. She wore a smile that could warm up anybody's heart in the matter of seconds.
"Eliza" She whispered. "I've heard some terrible news a few days ago." I stared blankly at her knowing she was talking about my wish. I wanted to say something but I couldn't speak up to say anything. She continued speaking. "When I heard that I was requested to meet a sick child, my heart sank." Her sea eyes stared deeply into mine. "But then I realized that a dying child wanted to meet me so bad that it was their dying wish." She paused for a second before continuing. "Now that- that made brighten my day. So as your wish, we will do anything you want." A few tears appeared in the corner of her eyes. I smiled not having any words to say but thank you.
We talked for a while it was her mostly starting her the conversation. We talked about alot of things, one of the things was about life and death and what we thought goes on in the after life. She thinks that there's a heaven and everyone that you care about and that cares about you, looks down watching you, waiting until you'll all reunite again. While I believe that you'll reincarnate into something that reflects who you are as a person. We talked about the weather, sports and our imagination.
We ate our lunch together in which we got permission to eat in the lunchroom. I got to see all the worried looking parents, friends and family barley eating wondering if their loved one will be alright. I got to see the busy doctors and some nurses chopping away at their food like it was nothing. Though personally, I wish the food could have been better. I feel like a prisoner in this hospital not being able to leave and the food tasting absolutely disgusting. Joanne, the lady other wise known as JK Rowling, decided on getting a cheese pizza with chocolate pudding while I on the other hand decided on getting a salad with blue jello.
When we weren't busy starving ourselves or talking about life and the figment of our imagination, we walked around the hospital stopping by lonely kids whose parents had to work to able to pay for their medical bills. A boy, a little bit older than me, with a pale bald head and bright blue eyes asked if we could all play a game. Joanne grinned. "I don't know can we?" She asked, a small smile formed in the corner of her mouth. A young girl about the age of five with two brown pig tales and a pink cast nodded her head. "Yeah!" Joanne smiled brightly. "Then of course." You could hear us all cheering from a mile away.
"We should play leap frog." A young boy yelled from across the room. "Or we could play tag." Another kid pitched in. "But I can't run." A girl in a wheelchair with a blonde ponytail stated. I frowned. We've been pitching in ideas on what game we would be playing for twenty minutes now. Nobody could agree on anything and if we could agree on something, not everyone could play due to the fact of asthma or a broken leg. It seemed like this was going nowhere until Joanne spoke up. "Have any of you guys ever heard of heads up seven up?" She asked, her sparkling eyes looking at everyone in the process. I shooked my head. "What is it?" I asked egared to learn all about this game. She smiled and explained the rules.
We played for an hour, I being one of the few kids in the lead. No one could guess I was the person to tap their shoulder. This made my insides feel like a warm glass of milk. When it was time to leave, Joanne and I said our goodbyes and headed towards my room. We talked a little before she checked her watch. A sudden frown crept its way onto her face as she said she had to leave. My face turned into a gloom as sudden sadness crept over me. Joanne gave me a weak smile before hugging me goodbye. As she did so she whispered into my ear. "Just for you I will give you a surprise and if I'm correct and there is a heaven, then you will be able to see a surprise I have in store for you and only you."
And with that she walked over towards the door and froze when she was halfway there. She turned her head and winked. A smile sliding its way directly towards me and walked out.
It wasn't until an hour later when I started feeling a painful headache. It felt like somebody forcefully dropped a bowling ball onto my head. My breathing increase and so did my heartbeat. I felt like somebody was strangling me like I was some kind of victim. The dripping red drops coming out of my nose did a pattern as I laid there in shock, not knowing what to do. If my breathing wasn't worse already, this sure did not help. Panic raised above me as I turned to face the door. I hoped a nurse or a doctor would see me, but nobody passed through. A few tears sneaked its way down my cheek. And the pain in my head was getting worse by the second. If the dropping of the bowling ball wasn't already painful, a sharp pain touched my forehead as well- almost like I was being stabbed by a knife fifty times. And with each agonizing pain, it was no wonder why I began to feel light headed. I was like in some sort of hallucination where everything around me is spinning real fast like race cars racing for first place.
I heard a loud beeping noise that could be heard from the other side of the hospital and a large squeaking noise as a bunch of shoes scraped the floor rushing towards my room. I struggled to keep my eyes open as I felt very weak. The doctors were yelling at each other some blaming one another for not keeping a better watch and others giving commands. Some were shouting find her parents while others were checking the monitor and the bag of once clear fluid.
A flash of yellow light shinned its way into both my eyes. "Damn it Eliza, you're not suppose to do this now." A low terrified voice ringed out. Dr.Krev. I smiled weakly. The pain grew worse and worse and the last thing I remember was another doctor shouting get her into an O.R before I blacked out seeing nothing but darkness.