All I could do was panic. I didn't know exactly what to do. I had a million thoughts going through my mind at once, like 'how will my kids grow up without me, I hope Summer wakes up, will I ever see them again?' I decided to try and get them to hear me. "hello? Anyone! Someone help me!" I screamed my absolute loudest. 'This is pointless' suddenly I heard a voice I didn't recognise. "can ya' keep your voice down? I'm tryin' to watch TV here." I got a fright, then I looked where the voice was coming from and I saw a man with white, waxed, combed hair, that looked about 50. He was wearing what looked to be a business suit, and watching TV through a shop window. "Hey! Can you help me please! My kids, their hurt!" The man gave an evil sort of snigger as if I was stupid or something. "Ha yeah, good luck getting me to help, we're both dead, there's nothing either of us can do. You're just going to have to live with i... be dead with it" He turned around and grinned at me. I looked over and there were men and women everywhere in paramedic and police suits. I immediately looked over to see who was helping the girls. They were gone. I panicked. I felt like I was going round in circles trying to find them. Then I realised that in my mess, they'd already been taken away. 'I wasn't with them, I don't know how they are. They should be with their mother' "hey you! Where have they taken my kids?" I screamed at the mysterious man. "Dah, where they take them all, my house." "What? I'm not playing games here! My kids need me!" "Bit late for that now." Sniggered the man. It went quiet. I wasn't quite sure what to say to that. "OK, look, in case you haven't noticed, I am dead and my children currently have no mother. I would kindly appreciate it if you would tell me where they are." It went quiet. "OK my show's finished, sure I'll take you there. Hop on my back." ". . . What?" I was stunned. "Do you want to see you or your children ever again?" I sighed as I hesitantly climbed upon his back. I watched the world flash past me in a millisecond. Then we arrived at the hospital and the man casually dropped me off his back and I landed on the ground with a thud. Then he piped up "oh, I'm so very sorry. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is sir Lucas Raw, forma owner of this palace. " He said with a splutter at the word 'palace,' as if he hated saying it. He started walking towards the entry of the hospital and gestured me with his pale hand to follow him.
We arrived at the girl's room to hear the nurse talking quietly to the head doctor. "What's she saying?" I whispered to Lucas, who was sitting quietly on a chair in the hall humming a tune that seemed to be 'she'll be coming 'round the mountain.' "Hmm?" he looked up. "Oh, just go and stand next to her. You surely won't miss anything." He said confidently. "Trust me, I've been doing it for years." He grinned at me. I walked over there slowly. I nearly gagged at the sight of my two beautiful daughters lying in pain. All thanks to me. I got as close as I could to the nurse. "we have to tell them." She said quietly as she looked guiltily over at summer, laying with a cut to her forehead, her left arm in a cast and her eyes closed, and Charlie, laying there looking around and hugging her favourite pink bunny that she never went anywhere without. The bunny had some blood smudges on it, it made me sick. The next thing I knew, the nurse was walking over towards Summer, she coughed and slowly opened her eyes to see the nurse sitting next to her bed holding her hand. The first thing that came out of Summer's mouth was "mum?" My heart sank. 'She needs her mother' "no darling." Said the nurse. "Your mother… she… didn't make it." They are some of the many words a mother dreads. "No mum, no!" Summer started to cry as the nurse tried to comfort her, best she could. Charlie started to worry. "Summer, what's wrong?" Said worried little 8 year old Charlie. 'she shouldn't have to go through this'