The Final Journal of Jesse Fitzgerald

Okay, maybe I'm conceited. My journals are all about me. Well not this one. This one's for Anna, or the lack of. See, Anna died. She became brain-dead in an "MVA with PI". This is a "Motor-Vehicle-Accident with Personal-Injury". Campbell was driving. He apparently had a seizure and "t-boned" a BMW. Dad was with mom and Kate when his beeper rang. Kate was back in for dialysis. He arrived on the scene and looked into the car. BAM! Anna's bloodied face is resting on her window. He screamed. Back at the hospital, after the ambulance arrived, we got the news that Anna was brain-dead. In other words, the clockwork that made Anna tick, was broken beyond repair. Oh, yeah the poor S.O.B. Campbell walks in as the doctor brings up donation. He actually walks. That pisses me off. He tells the doctors that he has "the Power of Attorney" for Anna, and allows her kidney to be donated to Kate. After the removal, both mom and dad have to turn off Anna's life support. They cry as the line changes from " " to "----------------------------". So, Kate lives. But to her, so does Anna. This is because Anna's kidney and blood are inside of her.

Okay, so I lied, this journal hasn't been all about Anna. It was about everyone.

For me, this experience has changed me. I am now a Police officer on the local force, a S.W.A.T. member, and a Drug-enforcement officer. I broke up an up and coming drug cartel in Darby. I got an award for that one.

Dad became an alcoholic. Whiskey, Gin, Rum. All the "Hard-liquors". He had to dig his way out of a whole bigger than my China attempt.

As for mom, I don't know what she's up to. I think she's back to practicing law.

Kate grew up. Mentally and physically. Kind of tall. She teaches children how to dance. Ballet and Ballroom, I believe.

Our family was torn by the fear of death. Yet because of it, we are even closer than before. Even without Anna. We still keep in touch with Campbell, Julia, and there dog, Judge. They're a family now. Yep. Campbell and Julia are married. Rumor has it that Julia has got twins on the way. Anna and Campbell Jr.. I'm going to be they're god –father, Kate, they're God-mother. Cool, right. One boy, one girl. Other than that, not much has changed. Duracell Dan died. He opened a car battery. The battery exploded. Killed instantly. Poor old guy.

I also got an award of bravery for rescuing the Rat. He told my father a few years ago. My old man nearly had a heart attack. Our little secret is still that, a secret never to be told. Though Anna's story will be retold over and over again for all people to hear. Oh, I found God. I chose to become a Catholic. I also learned that Cancer has nothing to do with God. Cancer is Satan's doing. It's his ploy to get us for himself. Too bad, he doesn't even get us when we die. Idiot. Cancer is Satan, Satan is retarded.

Peace,

Jesse B. Fitzgerald.