When Bells Begin to Ring
I sat anxiously for the one sound that begins every teenager's new life. The summer dismissal bell. It was the bell like any other, it was one thing when your just going to the next grade up from you, but it was another thing when you get to carry on your life alone in collage.
I had a perfect life, and one of the best friends I could ever ask for, Richard. He had always been my best friend ever since I moved into the town when I was just four, my parents had died right when we moved in and my grandfather was taking care of me and my sister, Komi. Richard was there for me from the day my parents passed away, he had always been my best friend for my whole life, and I never really thought about it but I wanted something more now, it wasn't just a feeling of love for your best friend, it was something more.
I fiddled with my pencil as the whole class stared into the clock waiting for the clock to strike three, I looked around the classroom the second the bell rang through the school, everyone jumped up and began throwing papers up into the air, most kids ran out of the classroom, teachers pets went up and gave the teacher an apple or gift, and others jumped up with their friends and began hugging each other, I just smiled and watched the happy students go by, walking or jumping or running out of the classroom. Richard waited for me to get up, and when I did without thinking I gave him a big hug, nothing that I haven't done to him before.
"So do you want to hang out by the fountain?" Richard asked me as we stepped out into the broad daylight, watching papers fly around in the air.
"Sure, but I have to get my test results first, the virus is getting worse and worse by the day," I said. I had been coughing and having blackouts at least once a month for two or three years, now that the results for my virus were final, I can get the cure, or if I'm extremely unlucky, I could die from the disease in a very short period of time. "I'll meet you there around four, ok?"
"Ok, good luck on the results." Richard smiled and then walked in his house direction as I walked in the direction of my house, I was positive that my grandpa would have the scores, but I wasn't positive what they would be.
I creaked open the door and waited for my grandfather to appear, but nothing was seen except Puss who was lying on the floor licking herself clean, she stopped when she saw me and began to look sad. I walked into the kitchen were Grandpa was sitting in a chair looking at a folded piece of paper with different colors on it, he looked up at me and didn't smile like he usually did, I walked slowly over to him holding my arm in worry.
"Are those my test results?" I asked, knowing that with his look, nothing good was to come out of what he was about to say.
"Darling, sit down," He said, I walked over to the chair and sat down in front of him "You are completely healthy, but your disease is serious. You have leukemia, and the sicker you get, the shorter you have to live."
I looked deep into my heart and found nothing, an empty feeling came over me like nothing was important anymore, like I just wanted to die right then and their. Nothing was the same, I had cancer and I was going to die. Who on earth could live with that? I got up off the chair and walked out the door, not willing to talk to anyone.
The wind whispered in my ear saying something that I couldn't understand, I didn't bother to think about it. The world was the opposite of my mind, I was miserable and unsure, and the world was happy and secure. I walked through the colorful, happy, loving world thinking nothing but grey and dim thoughts. Nothing was the same, nothing ever will be.
