A GOod Friend #

A short Story #Death's Story #

After I woke up in the hospital, I was terrified. Everything hurt, everything came back in a rush. My brother is dead. I sit up and look around Io only see my father. "Wheres mom?" I asked quietly. He just stares off into space. I begin to panic as i ask "wheres Liz?" I still get no answer. I get up and aand fall to the ground, nurses rush over and help me back onto the bed. They told me what had happened, glass was embedded into my back and severed a muscle. It was almost fatal if they had not arrived soon enough I would have died from blood loss. I pick up my phone and call Elizabeth. It rings and rings but no one picks up. "She went missing." I hear my dad say. "What!" I try to stand agin but fall down onto the bed. "They found her but shes almost never home anymore." I almost sighed in relif. "When can I go home?" I asked. "Today, youll have to be in a wheel chair for a few days." It was time for me to go home. I had nighmares. Lizzie did too. She stopped visiting me. She was home less and less.My mom started drinking. Its all she did now. The funeral took place, it was horrible. Liz stopped coming home after that.

They lowered my brothers casket. All i could do was sit and watch. Walking was still difficult so i sat in a wheelchair. I look to see my sister standing by herself. I turn away from my family crying and go over to her. "Im so sorry Ella, this is all my fault." Tears stream down her face. "No it is not." i stated firmly. "Im so sorry El, I have to leave." She

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