"Breath. Please, Elena." my mother, Merideth, said while rubbing my shoulders.

I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't even open my eyes.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Gilbert," the doctor said once again and left.

"How dare he say that and just leave!" my mother raged. Tears were spilling out of her eyes. She let go of me and ran her hand through her head multiple times. Finally, her freshly manicured hand clutched her hair so tight I thought it was going to rip out.

"What are we going to do?" Mom fell to her knees and sobbed.

I finally found my voice.

"Mom. Stop it. We can make it through this. Please?" I pleaded with her.

"Baby, I just can't."

"Try. You're the only one I have," I got up and knelt next to her. She just cried.

If you haven't guessed by now, I've just been diagnosed with cancer.

I'm only sixteen years old. My whole life is waiting. I can't die now. I can't leave my mom yet. She is already on edge now that my dad and brother left. If I die, there is no telling what she would do.

My mom slowly got up from the floor and we checked out of the hospital. We drove in silence. Her squeezing my hand until it was white.

"Oh!" I yelped.

She looked away from the road to look at me, "Sorry D-"

Her last words.

I heard a shatter. Our windshield broke. A red automobile was in the air.

Then a bang. The vehicle was on our hood.

Honk. Another car crashed into our front. Mom, not wearing a seat belt, was bleeding heavily from the head.

I panicked. I opened the door and scrambled out. I fell onto glass from the car on our hood.

"Shit!" I cried out. I got to my feet and ran off the road.

I saw lights and people, but everything was inaudible. Someone in a medical uniform came up to me.

"Are you okay?" I heard her voice faintly.

"Are you okay?" she repeated and motioned over more of her team. A man picked me up and carried me over to a gurney.

I saw my mom.

Correction: I saw a white sheet be put over my mother's pale, blood-stained face.

Tears welled in my eyes and everything blurred. I saw darkness. No noise. No worries. Just dark.

I was in shock, apparently, and it made me black out. My theory? The gods saw I couldn't take it. They shut it off so I could have a moment of bliss before I returned to the worry of my new world.

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Short and shitty! I'm so sorry! It just came to me and boom! There it is. Hope you like it! 3
-Kaylee