Ok so here it is this is my first entry on here, so I just hope that you like it.
Alice xXx
I ran down the hospital corridors picking up speed as I rounded the corner, my shoes tainting the perfectly anti-septic floor with black marks from the sharp friction. I felt the adrenaline pulsing through my veins causing the thumping to bang through my eardrums. I soon slowed down as I noticed my mother and father waiting patiently in the dormitory. I had just got the news of the accident and while my sister was in surgery I just had to sit silently awaiting the news of the operation.
My mum sat still showing no emotion on her face, I was beginning to worry if she was even breathing. My dad however was the exact opposite; he couldn't stop fidgeting; constantly tapping his fingers on the old worn coffee table or shaking his leg, causing many people in the room waiting room to begin to get agitated.
Waiting for the result of life or death is extremely painful and heart wrenchingly hard. Whether knowing if fate is on your side or declaring war against you. Whether everything will be a happy ending or if you have to accept and say goodbye.
I immediately stood when I heard the tapping of feet heading our way. I saw a man standing in front of me his white coat covering his long, tall body, his stethoscope clinging loosely to the collar of his shirt. It's when they look at you with the distant, glazed over eyes that bore the answer almost into your soul, that you could understand without them having to fully say a word. My parents however I still believe were trying to disillusion themselves into thinking that the outcome wouldn't be what was most likely.
But even knowing the truth I felt my stomach clench when he clarified it for me.
"I'm sorry…" his voice quoted trailing off to the empty hallway.
I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces as though a glass falling I felt the inside of me become hollow as I unforgettably faced reality.
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