My breathing quickens as the knocking gets louder and louder, I

Slowly walk over to the door and turn the handle and then fling it

Open, I look but there is no one there, I am just about to close the

door when I see a parcel on the floor, and written on it in big block

capitals in hand writing I've never seen is; SUSANNAH SIMON so

I pick the parcel up and close the door as I go back into the house,

I cautiously open the package inside it is a note in the same writing

in thick red marker pen; WE'RE PULLING THE PLUG that's all it says

nothing else no from so-and-so just that, I throw the note on the

floor as the room seems to drop below freezing point temperature,

I look at my goose bumped covered hands written all over them is

Those same words, I look around the room it's written all over the

Walls, scratched into the wood of my bed, written on my condensed

Window, I run into the bathroom I look at the mirror written all over

It in my lipstick are those same words, I scream and start breaking

The mirror until it shatters into pieces. and then I stop still in the

middle of the room, my breathing is really quick now my heart is

beating really fast too almost too fast really really fast you don't

even have to feel for my heart beat you can just hear it, and then

all ofa sudden it goes really fast, I mean really fast, a jab of pain

sweeps through me and I scream closing my eyes and when I do

open them again I'm in a hospital, but I'm not in the bed myself I'm

stood next to the bed my mom is sat next to the bed so is Paul and

Andy and they all look really upset, I don't understand why until I

Look who's in the bed, it's me I'm just laid there unconscious wires

connected to me and the beep of my heart beat on a monitor, I

watch two doctors stood a little away from the unconscious me

'she's been in a coma for four months now she's not got much

chance of surviving' says the first doctor a tall young guy with black

hair, the second guy a middleaged bald man with a big brown

beard nods his head 'such a tragic accident her boyfriend died I

instantly was such a knock on the head' the young doctor nodded

they

both sighed then I watched as they went over to a life support

machine and unplugged it, wait that's my life support machine

'nooooooo' I scream 'don't I'm still alive I'm here' but it's too late

I'm already gone, I scream as the hugest pain I've ever experienced

Creeps over my body and it's a while before I realise that I'm not in

The same white room I'm in a completely empty bright white room,

Tears start to stream down my face and it's not the fact that I'm

Most probably dead it's the fact that Jesse most definitely is, all this

because of a guy, I never thought I would be this upset about a guy

not being able to love me let alone love me and then I see him,in all

of his glory he runs towards me and hugs me 'I'm sorry querida I'm

sorry I love you' and then as I melt as we're kissing I remember my

dream and I think if the life I was leading after the crash was just

like a dream then maybe my dream is reality, but I'm too happy too

care then Jesse pulls back and smiles at me and takes my hand

'come on' he says tugging on my arm 'where are we going?'

'you'll see' Jesse says and we run off into our next life together

where we can spend it in peace, no ghosts, no Paul, no death and

best of all a life with Jesse. And for once I was complete.

The End

A bit cheesy I know but oh well