It had always just been my two sisters, my mom, and me, we were a team and no one could stop us. So why would I assume that today would be different? When I woke up that hot May morning I wouldn’t have guessed that today would be the hari that everything would change.
I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock that always sat seterusnya to my bed. Eight fifteen it read, I sighed and rolled out of bed. I looked at my phone and saw two messages one from my best friend asking if I had plans for today. The other from my mom asking, if I could clean the house up a little because to her it had gotten quite messy. I quickly typed a response to her, sure. I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror the girl staring back looked tired and worn out. I looked down to see my mom’s picture flashing on my phone.
“Yes?” I answered.
“Well good morning to anda too. I have one lebih favor to ask if anda don’t mind?” I rolled my eyes because with my mom it was never just one. There were always five lebih jobs to follow.
“No I don’t mind. What do anda need done?”
“Can anda do my laundry?”
“Yes. Is that all anda needed?”
“Yes. Have a good hari sweetheart.” I hung up and quickly brushed my teeth. My phone rang again I looked down annoyed only to see my best friend’s picture on the screen.
“Hey girl, what’s up?” I answered.
“Nothing, but I was just curious if you’d like to go to the Filem with me, Mark, and Grant?”
“I wish I could but I can’t. My mom wants me to clean the house and do some laundry.”
“Are anda serious?”
“Yeah,” I smiled because with Tiffany I always knew what followed this response. God your mom sucks.
“God your mom sucks,” she stated. I smiled.
“Well I gotta go talk to anda later though. hei what time is the movie at?”
“Eleven thirty anda think anda can be done sejak then?”
“No. I don’t think it’d be possible.”
“Alright well just text me if anda finish before eleven.”
“Okay,” I hung up the phone and began working on the house. I plugged in some Muzik and was good to go. The Muzik was so loud that I barely heard my phone ring another three times. Finally at twelve I finished. I picked up my phone to see two voicemails and five missed calls. Tiffany had called once but the other four were from my mom. Great I thought lebih jobs and I just finished. I played my voicemail from earlier the first was from Tiffany.
“Hey girl so I’m guessing anda didn’t finish in time. We’re going out to eat after the movie anda can come if anda want. We’re going to Applebee’s meet me there at three.” I smiled and went to the saat one.
“Kaitlyn can anda do me a favor? Oh my God….No,” then there was a lot of screaming then silence I stared at the message. Please God no. My phone rang all of the sudden, the number unknown but I picked up anyways.
“Hello is this Kaitlyn?”
“Yes. Who is this?”
“Kaitlyn now I need anda to remain calm my name is Doctor Webber. Your mother has been in a car accident she’s hurt pretty badly. How fast can anda get up here?” I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I couldn’t breathe and it felt like I’d just been stabbed.
“Please God no.” I cried.
“I’m sorry Miss Nelson. She’s at the Medical Center of Plano. Do anda know where that is?”
“Yes, I’ll be there in an hour. Please don’t let her die she’s all I have.”
“I understand.” Then the line went dead, I began moving without knowing it. I dialed a number not even realizing who I was calling; it rang and rang and rang but still no answer. I looked down to see that I’d called Tiffany. “Please pick up,” I cried. When she didn’t pick up I called the only person who’d answer no matter what.
“Chelsea,” I cried as I heard the phone pick up. “Mom’s been in an accident and I can’t get there and it sounds bad and I didn’t know who else to call and I need anda to take me there. Please help me I can’t breathe and I’m so scared.”
“Wait what?” She sounded stunned. I repeated the story but I only got half way through before breaking down into complete hysteria. “I’m on my way. Where’s Taylor?”
“She went to a friend’s house. I don’t know where. Oh God Chelsea I should have picked up the phone. Why didn’t I pick it up? I’m a horrible person. I’m a horrible daughter. I should have picked up the phone.”
“Kaitlyn shh it’s not your fault. There was no way of knowing that this would happen. We need to just pull ourselves together and be strong for mom. She’s going to need all the strength we can give.” I began sobbing now uncontrollably. I didn’t even realize that Chelsea had pulled up until I heard the car horn blare. I wiped my eyes but it was no use the tears just kept coming. I felt my way blindly to the door and out to the car when I got in I collapsed. Chelsea was on the phone.
“Where are you?....I’m coming to get you…..I don’t care what mom berkata anda are leaving right now… Taylor don’t argue…No I will see anda in five minit be ready.”
“Kaitlyn pull yourself together.” Chelsea snapped. “I’m just as freaked out as anda are but crying isn’t going to help. If anything it will make things worse. Do anda hear me?”
“Yes I hear you. I’m trying but I just can’t. I can’t pull myself together right now my world is falling apart.”
“Do it for mom,” her voice cracked. “You know that right now she’d be telling us to band together.”
“Okay.” I tried to stop the tears from falling and just as we reached the house Taylor was staying at I pulled myself together. She was standing outside with her black overnight bag over her shoulder. She climbed in the car slowly making the minit seem like hours.
“Hurry up,” I snapped.
“Why are anda in such a hurry? anda know I was having such a nice time before anda two had to go and ruin it. What did y’all miss me too much so anda decided to come get me?”
“Mom was in a car accident anda idiot. What the hell is wrong with you? anda should be less concerned about what happens in your friend’s lives and lebih worried about what happens in your family’s. anda know this is your fault?”
“Kaitlyn enough,” Chelsea growled. “We are not going to ripe each other to pieces at a time like this and that was not nice to hit below the belt. Apologize.”
“I’m sorry Taylor.” I looked back to see her crying silently.
“Why didn’t anda just say that when anda called?” She bawled. “Why didn’t anda just say that?”
“I’m sorry,” Chelsea said. “I didn’t want to freak anda out.” The jam that it took to get there was agonizing. Every saat that passed felt like a pisau being driven farther and farther into my chest. No one talked, no one moved, and to be honest no one cried because sejak the time we’d gotten half-way to the hospital there were literally no tears left to be cried. All my mind could think was please God let me at least say good bye. I can’t lose her but at least let me say bye. As we pulled into a parking angkasa I jumped out and ran towards the door.
“Tricia Nelson.” I berkata to the nurse behind the counter.
“Hold on one moment,” she said, and then went back to her phone conversation. I reached through the glass and grabbed the phone and threw it to the ground.
“I berkata where is Tricia Nelson.” Chelsea and Taylor came in at that moment.
“I would tell her.” Chelsea came up to the window.
“Someone call security.” The nurse called out. I watched as the doors opened to the Emergency Room I slipped in and went into the nurses’ center.
“Move.” I growled. I quickly typed in Nelson and found the room number I went and let Chelsea ad Taylor in and then ran to go find the room number. “Come on.” I yelled to my sisters.
“That was so stupid of anda Kaitlyn.” Chelsea practically screamed.
“I know but if I’d waited who knows if we’d get there in time. Every saat counts.”
“I know. “ Chelsea caught up. Taylor was running right beside us barely able to keep up but she was still there. Once we reached the ICU I didn’t even wait to be acknowledged sejak the nurse behind the meja I just walked up to the doors, but it didn’t open unless anda had the access card. I ran up to the nurse.
“I need to get into the ICU.”
“I’m sorry ma’am but no one except doctors allowed in the ICU.”
“My mom’s in there. Her name is Tricia Nelson. Please I have to see her.”
“Wait here.” She demanded.
I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock that always sat seterusnya to my bed. Eight fifteen it read, I sighed and rolled out of bed. I looked at my phone and saw two messages one from my best friend asking if I had plans for today. The other from my mom asking, if I could clean the house up a little because to her it had gotten quite messy. I quickly typed a response to her, sure. I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror the girl staring back looked tired and worn out. I looked down to see my mom’s picture flashing on my phone.
“Yes?” I answered.
“Well good morning to anda too. I have one lebih favor to ask if anda don’t mind?” I rolled my eyes because with my mom it was never just one. There were always five lebih jobs to follow.
“No I don’t mind. What do anda need done?”
“Can anda do my laundry?”
“Yes. Is that all anda needed?”
“Yes. Have a good hari sweetheart.” I hung up and quickly brushed my teeth. My phone rang again I looked down annoyed only to see my best friend’s picture on the screen.
“Hey girl, what’s up?” I answered.
“Nothing, but I was just curious if you’d like to go to the Filem with me, Mark, and Grant?”
“I wish I could but I can’t. My mom wants me to clean the house and do some laundry.”
“Are anda serious?”
“Yeah,” I smiled because with Tiffany I always knew what followed this response. God your mom sucks.
“God your mom sucks,” she stated. I smiled.
“Well I gotta go talk to anda later though. hei what time is the movie at?”
“Eleven thirty anda think anda can be done sejak then?”
“No. I don’t think it’d be possible.”
“Alright well just text me if anda finish before eleven.”
“Okay,” I hung up the phone and began working on the house. I plugged in some Muzik and was good to go. The Muzik was so loud that I barely heard my phone ring another three times. Finally at twelve I finished. I picked up my phone to see two voicemails and five missed calls. Tiffany had called once but the other four were from my mom. Great I thought lebih jobs and I just finished. I played my voicemail from earlier the first was from Tiffany.
“Hey girl so I’m guessing anda didn’t finish in time. We’re going out to eat after the movie anda can come if anda want. We’re going to Applebee’s meet me there at three.” I smiled and went to the saat one.
“Kaitlyn can anda do me a favor? Oh my God….No,” then there was a lot of screaming then silence I stared at the message. Please God no. My phone rang all of the sudden, the number unknown but I picked up anyways.
“Hello is this Kaitlyn?”
“Yes. Who is this?”
“Kaitlyn now I need anda to remain calm my name is Doctor Webber. Your mother has been in a car accident she’s hurt pretty badly. How fast can anda get up here?” I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I couldn’t breathe and it felt like I’d just been stabbed.
“Please God no.” I cried.
“I’m sorry Miss Nelson. She’s at the Medical Center of Plano. Do anda know where that is?”
“Yes, I’ll be there in an hour. Please don’t let her die she’s all I have.”
“I understand.” Then the line went dead, I began moving without knowing it. I dialed a number not even realizing who I was calling; it rang and rang and rang but still no answer. I looked down to see that I’d called Tiffany. “Please pick up,” I cried. When she didn’t pick up I called the only person who’d answer no matter what.
“Chelsea,” I cried as I heard the phone pick up. “Mom’s been in an accident and I can’t get there and it sounds bad and I didn’t know who else to call and I need anda to take me there. Please help me I can’t breathe and I’m so scared.”
“Wait what?” She sounded stunned. I repeated the story but I only got half way through before breaking down into complete hysteria. “I’m on my way. Where’s Taylor?”
“She went to a friend’s house. I don’t know where. Oh God Chelsea I should have picked up the phone. Why didn’t I pick it up? I’m a horrible person. I’m a horrible daughter. I should have picked up the phone.”
“Kaitlyn shh it’s not your fault. There was no way of knowing that this would happen. We need to just pull ourselves together and be strong for mom. She’s going to need all the strength we can give.” I began sobbing now uncontrollably. I didn’t even realize that Chelsea had pulled up until I heard the car horn blare. I wiped my eyes but it was no use the tears just kept coming. I felt my way blindly to the door and out to the car when I got in I collapsed. Chelsea was on the phone.
“Where are you?....I’m coming to get you…..I don’t care what mom berkata anda are leaving right now… Taylor don’t argue…No I will see anda in five minit be ready.”
“Kaitlyn pull yourself together.” Chelsea snapped. “I’m just as freaked out as anda are but crying isn’t going to help. If anything it will make things worse. Do anda hear me?”
“Yes I hear you. I’m trying but I just can’t. I can’t pull myself together right now my world is falling apart.”
“Do it for mom,” her voice cracked. “You know that right now she’d be telling us to band together.”
“Okay.” I tried to stop the tears from falling and just as we reached the house Taylor was staying at I pulled myself together. She was standing outside with her black overnight bag over her shoulder. She climbed in the car slowly making the minit seem like hours.
“Hurry up,” I snapped.
“Why are anda in such a hurry? anda know I was having such a nice time before anda two had to go and ruin it. What did y’all miss me too much so anda decided to come get me?”
“Mom was in a car accident anda idiot. What the hell is wrong with you? anda should be less concerned about what happens in your friend’s lives and lebih worried about what happens in your family’s. anda know this is your fault?”
“Kaitlyn enough,” Chelsea growled. “We are not going to ripe each other to pieces at a time like this and that was not nice to hit below the belt. Apologize.”
“I’m sorry Taylor.” I looked back to see her crying silently.
“Why didn’t anda just say that when anda called?” She bawled. “Why didn’t anda just say that?”
“I’m sorry,” Chelsea said. “I didn’t want to freak anda out.” The jam that it took to get there was agonizing. Every saat that passed felt like a pisau being driven farther and farther into my chest. No one talked, no one moved, and to be honest no one cried because sejak the time we’d gotten half-way to the hospital there were literally no tears left to be cried. All my mind could think was please God let me at least say good bye. I can’t lose her but at least let me say bye. As we pulled into a parking angkasa I jumped out and ran towards the door.
“Tricia Nelson.” I berkata to the nurse behind the counter.
“Hold on one moment,” she said, and then went back to her phone conversation. I reached through the glass and grabbed the phone and threw it to the ground.
“I berkata where is Tricia Nelson.” Chelsea and Taylor came in at that moment.
“I would tell her.” Chelsea came up to the window.
“Someone call security.” The nurse called out. I watched as the doors opened to the Emergency Room I slipped in and went into the nurses’ center.
“Move.” I growled. I quickly typed in Nelson and found the room number I went and let Chelsea ad Taylor in and then ran to go find the room number. “Come on.” I yelled to my sisters.
“That was so stupid of anda Kaitlyn.” Chelsea practically screamed.
“I know but if I’d waited who knows if we’d get there in time. Every saat counts.”
“I know. “ Chelsea caught up. Taylor was running right beside us barely able to keep up but she was still there. Once we reached the ICU I didn’t even wait to be acknowledged sejak the nurse behind the meja I just walked up to the doors, but it didn’t open unless anda had the access card. I ran up to the nurse.
“I need to get into the ICU.”
“I’m sorry ma’am but no one except doctors allowed in the ICU.”
“My mom’s in there. Her name is Tricia Nelson. Please I have to see her.”
“Wait here.” She demanded.
War
I am weak losing strength, like losing blood
but the scene just drags on no one sees me.
I am unnoticed and as the picture fades away.
I'm covered with a touch, a healing touch.
I look at the face, the kind kind face smiling down at me.
I extend a hand but it never reaches its destination.
About this poem: I wrote it last night and its set in Afghanistan when someone's been shot and everyone's busy fighting so they don't notice him and then he sees the Angel of death in front of him and then he dies before he can touch it.
Dedicated to the soldiers of Afghanistan.
I am weak losing strength, like losing blood
but the scene just drags on no one sees me.
I am unnoticed and as the picture fades away.
I'm covered with a touch, a healing touch.
I look at the face, the kind kind face smiling down at me.
I extend a hand but it never reaches its destination.
About this poem: I wrote it last night and its set in Afghanistan when someone's been shot and everyone's busy fighting so they don't notice him and then he sees the Angel of death in front of him and then he dies before he can touch it.
Dedicated to the soldiers of Afghanistan.
Last Love
Your hati, tengah-tengah is breaking,
waiting for a rose to bloom again,
hoping your hati, tengah-tengah wounds will heal,
Not knowing that it can't.
anda cry out in pain but no one can hear you.
About poem: I wrote this poem Saturday night(AKA yesterday) Its about someone who was being abused sejak their girl/boyfriend then she/he dumps them and their alone on the jalan and no one will hear cause their minds are full of hate and ignorance, they ignore the hurt person and let them scream out in pain.
(If this poem disturbs u plz message me and I'll padam it atau put............well i don't know)
Your hati, tengah-tengah is breaking,
waiting for a rose to bloom again,
hoping your hati, tengah-tengah wounds will heal,
Not knowing that it can't.
anda cry out in pain but no one can hear you.
About poem: I wrote this poem Saturday night(AKA yesterday) Its about someone who was being abused sejak their girl/boyfriend then she/he dumps them and their alone on the jalan and no one will hear cause their minds are full of hate and ignorance, they ignore the hurt person and let them scream out in pain.
(If this poem disturbs u plz message me and I'll padam it atau put............well i don't know)
Pain Of Secrets
hari sejak day, your corrage
fades and the mask falls
off your face.
People start to notice
and ask if your ok,
the lebih they ask
the lebih anda sulk
your heading for a cliff.
Your hurting yourself,
your such a disgrace
and anda should never
have excist.
anda collapes at school
from all the pressure,
people say its from all
the leasure.
Tear drop hits the floor.
anda stand at a bridge
and look at the road
below.
Walking forward,
someone tries to stop
you,
anda turn around and
there stands the
man of your dreams.
He brings anda close
and hugs anda saying
its going to be okay.
hari sejak day, your corrage
fades and the mask falls
off your face.
People start to notice
and ask if your ok,
the lebih they ask
the lebih anda sulk
your heading for a cliff.
Your hurting yourself,
your such a disgrace
and anda should never
have excist.
anda collapes at school
from all the pressure,
people say its from all
the leasure.
Tear drop hits the floor.
anda stand at a bridge
and look at the road
below.
Walking forward,
someone tries to stop
you,
anda turn around and
there stands the
man of your dreams.
He brings anda close
and hugs anda saying
its going to be okay.
King Of Evil
Blood trickles, rain pours
lightning strikes at your door.
api, kebakaran burns, children scream,
even lebih pain as it seems.
Sun hides, darkness shows,
as the king evil grows.
His army growing stronger and stronger
and your living a life of danger.
They patrol the street
looking for something
to eat.
If they smell you,
you'd better run.
About this poem: This poem is about people living in fear and a bad magician who calls himself king and tries to feed his menanggung, bear army (sounds alot like narnia)
:P
:)
:D
XO
:O
Blood trickles, rain pours
lightning strikes at your door.
api, kebakaran burns, children scream,
even lebih pain as it seems.
Sun hides, darkness shows,
as the king evil grows.
His army growing stronger and stronger
and your living a life of danger.
They patrol the street
looking for something
to eat.
If they smell you,
you'd better run.
About this poem: This poem is about people living in fear and a bad magician who calls himself king and tries to feed his menanggung, bear army (sounds alot like narnia)
:P
:)
:D
XO
:O