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so here is chapter 3 of
Time will Tell
Reminders

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Saturday, September 15, 2007

Beep. Beep. Beep.
Tick, Tock, Tick
Breathe in, Breathe out, Breathe in
Hold it there.
Time is running out.

Name: Danny Fenton
Age: Fourteen
Occupation: Sophomore at Casper High School
Status: Single, heart taken.
What do you want to do with the rest of your life: Try to live.

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Voices emerged like shadows through the dark.
Mom, Dad, Jazz.
They were here
They were watching me.
I could feel it.
My mind was slow, my body weak.
Far too weak to open my eyes, and see them again, maybe for the last time.
Maybe.

This was all the Accidents fault.
It changed my life.
"Go in. Go in." A beautiful girl spoke
"I shouldn't" I argued
"You should." Her sweet voice wrapping around my mind.
I did.
For her.
One step into that portal.
And I knew I had a one way ticket to heaven.
It was dark,
and cold.
The jumpsuit was sticking to my like a second skin.
My hands felt the smooth walls that surrounded me.

The smoothness was interrupted by a button of some sort.
I pushed it.
Why?
Because I wanted to see her cringe at what she was making me do.
a sudden flash emitted from further within the portal.
Racing towards me.
No time.

No time.
It hit me.
And I knew I was dead.

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There he was.
Barely.
My baby boy.
We shouldn't have made the portal.
None of this would have happened.
None of it.
I wouldn't be here, watching as my son could be taking his final breaths.
I wouldn't have to see Jazz break down.
I wouldn't have to see Jack so quiet.
The only thing that reminded me that Danny was actually living was the faint beeping coming from his heart monitor.
Even that seemed to be fading.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow could be the end.
Tomorrow I could be planning his funeral
Tomorrow I could have to tell Sam and Tucker their best friend was dead.
Dead.
The word seemed new in my mind.
My parents haven't even died yet.
How could this happen?
A sudden, faint whisper filled my ears. I saw Jack and Jazz perk up as well.
They heard him too.
He was awakening.

"Mom?" He asked.
"Yes, yes I am right here" I said rushing to his side and grabbing his frail hand.

"I don't feel too good right now" He said, not opening his eyes.
"I know sweetie but just hang in there okay?"

"I don't think I can"

His words echoed through my mind, and repeated over and over like a broken record.
"I don't think I can"
"I don't think I can"
"I don't think I can"

He has to.
He has to hang in there.
He can't die.
No not my Danny.

"Try, please Danny. For me, for Jazz for Jack, for Tucker, and for Sam."
He started shaking his head, and whispering,

"No, Sam she, No, I-I jus- No"

He wasn't making sense.
"Danny what…I don't understand"
"I don't know what to do" He said opening his eyes.
His bright blue eyes targeted my heart, and I slowly felt like I was melting inside.
"I love you mom" He said, closing them again, and falling back into sleep.

This could not be the end.

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