Upon my arrival at home was the same routine as the following day, although I had my government book to read instead. The worksheets were easy so I wasn't worried about what I understood. I was considerably curious about Bradin though. When I had left his aunt was discussing something with He nurse and I was worried about bradin's health. He did look a little paler, when I was there last, at least I got what I always wanted from him. Maybe there was something I could do for him. Bone marrow, bone marrow… I though. Maybe I could be a bone marrow donor. I knew this wouldn't work, and there was like a 1 and 10000 chance that I was the right match. I went to bed dreaming of Bradin, and in my dream we were sitting on the rocks in the little alcove near my house staring at the stars. Everything was perfect I didn't want to wake up. It was like heaven.
The following morning I woke with a start. The sun was making a high arch on my bedroom wall. I was not sure how long the sun had been up. My alarm clock had fallen off my dresser. I stumbled into the bathroom to find that my wall clock said 12:15. "Damn " I won't have time to work and see him today.
Another day passed me by in session of the first one. It was the same routine. I'd prop my leg on the couch and do my school work then read for a half hour then eat dinner then bed. The next night I had a similar dream about Bradin. Although in this dream, we were discussing our futures, and I said
" I want to help people" I said, and the sound of my voice echoed.
" I wish I could help people too" He admitted
" why can't you ?" I asked alarmed.
" cause I'm dead…"
And with that a large wave crashed over the rock, and when the tide receded there was just me sitting on the rock.
I popped up in bed. Tears were streaming down my face and I could not contain them. I went to the bathroom and tried to reassess my dream. I was determined not to let Bradin die. The clock on the wall read 4:28 . I cried for a long time before dragging myself back to bed. Although I didn't dare sleep. Images kept flooding through my head, but I pushed them away. Just as the sun was rising I sank into a light sleep.
My mother came in at 9:00 She told me it wasn't good to sleep late. I agreed. I finished my work in record time and asked if I could go see Bradin. My mother sensing some urgency agreed.
The drive took ten minutes. Those were the longest ten minutes of my life. My mother dropped me off and I pushed off faster on my crutches. The door to room 772 was open. I stopped mid doorway, and my jaw dropped in utter shock , Bradin's bed was gone. Aunt Ava was pacing in a circle , I knocked on the door, and She looked up. She came over and greeted me before helping me into a chair.
"where's Bradin?" I asked
" in his second bone marrow surgery." She replied without hesitation.