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Sorry Angel...
Tragedy
 Created on 5-24-07
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Its been 4 weeks now... I know am ok ... but the doctors say am not. Why do they have to always be positive? Lying about my mother being ok or.. my brother being in a coma. When I asked the nurse about my mother she teared as she said shes going to be ok. I looked at her I told her to stop worrying about my emotions and tell me the truth. So she told me... the truth was hard to bare. I had nightmares in the hospital for awhile now. I fear all I have with me is my Journal. No family to look up to ... no more mom ... no more dad. I dont even think anyone knows about it. The day we were hit by a drunk driver on my way to school where I was to enter the spelling bee.
May, 15 , 2006
Well I've just been told that my brother made it through the surgery and will be fine. My brother has always been a pain in the neck at home, especially when I do my homework for math. He's ten and he's not quite what parents would call a "Big Brother." Hopefully he will be ok and remember me. No news from my dad yet.
May, 16 , 2006
Well today my grandmother visited me. Not that I am not happy. It's just that she was heart broken when she heard the news. She told me whenever I get out we can go eat ice cream together and make cake for my birthday in June 1st. I can't wait for that day.
May, 17 , 2006
The doctor said I might be able to walk in a few days once I get better. I am so happy now. I cant wait to see my brother again. Also my grandpa and grandma. But something still puzzles me... So I asked the nurse when she came in. " What happened to the driver that smashed into us?"
It was odd. I actually felt a little sad when she told me. She said quite plainly, going on about how he died on impact. Glass had shattered from his wind shield and went straight through his skull. I almost grimaced and started crying, but I didn't. It was still odd, I felt sad, and at the same time I felt like he deserved it.
Does that make me odd?
May, 18, 2006
I tried walking today, but I fell on the ground. The doctors say that attempt will extend the time to a few weeks. They said something about a damaged tibia or something. I'm depressed. The docter hired a nurse to look after me during the day now.
It's not fair. It's just not fair. Why are my legs so weak?! They said I'd be able to walk today, but then I couldn't! I cried when I fell. I want to walk, I want to move. I'm scared that maybe even after a few more weeks I still would not be able to. That's a scary thought. I want to go walk and see my brother and everything. It scares me. I don't want to talk to the nurse that's looking after me either.
I think I might just not talk at all. Go mute or something. Just until I can see my brother again and walk. I don't want to talk until then...
May, 19, 2006
They're making me talk. They said if I didn't talk, it'd take longer for my legs to heal. They said they needed information on the injuries. But I don't know anything about them. Why are they asking me?! It's stupid, they already know that I don't remember anything about my injuries, they're jsut making up reasons to try and keep me talking.
Well guess what? Screw them. I already said I'm not until I can walk again and my vocal cords have nothing to do with my legs so they can go screw themselves for all I care. I'm.not.talking.
May, 20, 2006
They made me talk... somehow they made me remember... they gave me some "Drug" they use in interagations. i think... Well my legs feel numb... and i can barley breath in. Hopefully ill get out of here before my birthday.
May, 21, 2006
My legs still feel numb. The doctors gave me something else today, although they wouldn't say what...
May, 22 , 2006
Well today i feel much better then before.The nurse that was watching me left so i can write in my book. My brother cam to visit me today! Am so happy hes ok. I gave him a hug and a kiss. He vows to see me every two days.
May 23rd, 2006
I can now see why Humans seem to be so fallible when mentioned in those anime TV shows that have Demons in them. When we want something and then get it after a time, we just end up wanting something else that much sooner. I wanted to so badly see my brother, and nwo that I have seen him and now that he'll be visiting again I suddenly just have the urge to walk.
I NEED to walk. I want to show him that I'm not weak and that I can do it. Call it the sibling rivalry kicking in. I'm not really sure what it is, but I think that might be it. I still don't talk to the nurses or doctors much, no matter how much drugs they put in me or anything. I'll only talk to my brother. It's too tiring to talk to those who don't understand the pain that you're going through.
That's right, no one here understands except for the other patients. So I need to walk. If anything, I need to walk to get away from the food they just brought me, I swear it tastes horrible! Jell-o is supposed to be squiggly not hard as a rock!
They also brought me into a room where you share it with someone else. Why they didn't put my brother in with me is beyond me, but there's a boy -probably about my age- on the other bed fast asleep. I think I heard that he was beaten and nearly killed by his father.
This world is so screwy.
May, 24, 2006
Good news... my legs feel much better now. But they still said i cant walk. I hate these poeple in white suits and the old hospital smell or even the needles. Please lord help me in my time in need... i never asked you for anything... till now. Help me walk... I want to be in control of my life now... am sick of these nurses delaying my weeks in this " hell hole" of a hospital.
I started crying earlier today. I couldn't stand it. I just want to go. I hate it here. I hate it more than anything. I guess I couldn't handle it and just let the tears fall. The boy on the other side of the room woke up though, he asked me not to cry. Said that no matter how bad things got, they'd get better later if you just waited.
What an odd thing to say from someone who was nearly killed by someone that was supposed to love you and take care of you.
I still want to leave this shitty place.
May, 25, 2006
Well today my brother came like he promised. He snuck me a " Baby Ruth" bar. Hes always been there for me even when i dont know it. He watches my back and listens to me. I think he will keep me comfortable thour out the days . I really love my brother. Daniel is his name. I've never told you.
May, 26, 2006
Ive been harsh to my mother in that week before th crash. I miss her so much. My heart cant take it anymore. They say ill live. But in my heart.. im dead... my soul... blackend by the fact that.. im all alone.
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