Email:
Password:

Created By

Rate this Story

+3

Embed


My Stories
+ 3
Dying to Live Part II
+ 6
Dying to Live

Dying to Live Part II

NonFiction Created on 12-19-07 Views(29) Story Rating G

 

Ricky’s voice echoed in my head, as I heard him on the phone, with my grandma. "I don’t know, I am scared, I don’t know why she did it, please hurry."

I was just standing there watching. Pupils dilated and confused. It was like a bad acid trip from hell, except for the fact I could not freak out, my mind had already started shutting down, fear was not physically possible. I kept hearing the word, "Hospital, we might have to take you...hospital.." The words echoed empty threw my ears, I kept asking, "Where are we going? No I can’t go there..please no."

Even messed up I still managed to chain smoke my cigarettes, while my boyfriend paced in tight circles. With him watching me like a hawk, I think he begun to cry. I had started rambling out loud, saying words that didn’t make sense, not even to myself.

In what seemed like seconds, all of a sudden my grandma appeared. She kept shaking her head in disbelief. They coaxed me into my car, than went back in side to count my remanding pills and try to figure out how many I took..

While in the back seat I remember trying to tell grandma how happy I was to see her. It had been a while since I since her, she meant more to me than my mom. It must not of came out right, she just kept repeating, " It will be alright Re, it will be alright."

Suddenly I went silent, there was no more words to exchange, and for some weird reason I couldn’t hear them talking, so why were their lips moving?

Comments

Please Login to post comments
No comments yet, be the first to say something.