From The Thoughts Of Anastasia

I watched as the rain fell onto the sidewalk through the glass doors, cascading  in perfect harmony with my pounding heart, I squeezed my eyes shut trying to block it out. “Please not here, please not now..” i pleaded with myself, trying to overcome the wave of sickness that washed over me. I couldn't bear to see her this way Tears threatened to spill over as the memories flooded in. She yelled and i yelled louder, for once i just wanted her to hear me out. It had been raining for weeks, the roads were soaked, we were too busy arguing, i saw the lights before she did, i tried to yell out to her but by then it was too late crushing bones and shattered glass echoed in my ears. And the blood. so much it covered my face, my clothes it was everywhere. I remembered the sound of sirens and the hypnotic glare of blue and red lights. The look on her face when i told her i hated her was branded in my mind. I tried to reach out.  Where are they taking her? Where is she going?  “Bring her back!- No, don't take her from me!” I tried to yell over the sirens, over the voices of medics and officers, it felt like I was underwater, I was sinking too fast. They continued to roll her away, right out of my life ignoring my screams. I TAKE IT ALL BACK!, I’M SORRY I TAKE IT ALL BACK!             Mom please don't go….. "ANA..ANASTASIA