She stood there, not aware of what to do, unable to move. She opened her dry, chapped lips to attempt to let out a scream. But this time, she didn't hear her usual medium pitched loud voice, there was only silence. Fear rolled across her motionless face, copying the motion of a wave after it had crashed against the shore. Only her eyes were able to move, the rest of her was stock-still, powerless in a frozen position. Glancing around the gym, she saw her teammates and coach sprint towards her. Suddenly all she could see were bright splashes of colors that spotted her vision, leaving her unable to view her surroundings. The noise around her disappeared. The noise around her then turned to the soothing sound of a conch …show more content…
I'm Christian, so the part about prayer wasn't bothering me. Instead, what bothered me were the words, "last days." Every time I heard those words, I would choke on my tears. Not because I wasn't used to the fact that I was dying, but it was instead my realization of all the years that I was going to miss in my life. For example, I never was able to have a boyfriend. I'm a sophomore in high school this year, and I haven't once had a relationship. I'll never be able to fulfill the teenage girl's dream of finding true …show more content…
Sadie Anderson has been my best friend since we were in Kindergarten together. She was at practice when I fainted. The last time she saw me, I was on a stretcher being carried to the awaiting ambulance to take me to the hospital. I had to tell her I was all right. For all I know, she might think I'm dead by now. But I had to wait until my mom was gone. Because every time I talked to a friend, my mom would always cut in on the conversation and take over, as if they were her friends and no longer mine. Thankfully, though, my mom was nearly finished gathering her belongings. At last, Susanne and my mom abandoned the room, leaving me alone in the hospital