Leaving Lily
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Thread Topic: Leaving Lily
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Dear Jezebel,
I can see you from up here. You’re hooked up to cords and machines. Da and mum are there too, sitting in the corner by the window. I wish I could talk to you guys, tell you I’m fine, that you don’t need to cry. But I can’t. That’s rule up here. You can’t go back down.
Lily,
I’m writing to you. Pointless, I know, but Mum gave me this journal to draw in while I’m here.
Writing to you is a better consolation.
I’m pretty messed up by the truck. My head has a crack from my left eyebrow and goes diagonally down to my right ear lobe. After I got hit, the momentum sent me flying to the curb and that’s what fractured my cranium.
I also broke some bones. Left arm and a couple ribs.
You were in the same room as me, a curtain pulled between us. But now you’re gone, I don’t know where they took you. Before they did, they took two pads, one in each hand and shocked your chest. Three times. Still there was this long beep and a black monitor showed a red flat line.
Dead. There I said, and I know it. Mum and Da won’t tell me anything right now, but I know all I need to. Before they shocked me to life (only one shock for me) I saw you. We were running across the bay together. You were laughing as you stepped out of your mangled body and leaped into the sky. I jumped with you and then we were flying. Everything else melted into a buttery, warm haze.
You were flying faster than me, and pretty soon you were melting into the haze. It was all so bright, but if you looked down, you saw the sky and clouds. Up was more light. You flew towards that, but I was being pulled down. Laughing, you left me and I was sucked down into my broken body. It hurts.
Dear Jezebel,
I can read your letter. All this time I’ve been up here, I’ve tried writing back. Nothing works.
And I’m just as sad as you are. Heaven is no paradise. There’s everything I’ve ever wanted, but could never obtain in my Earth form. It’s Hell because I now realize none of those things mattered. All I want is my family.
Melissa, that’s my first (and only) friend here, said you can contact people down there. At the risk of freaking them out, and getting in trouble, and figuring out how to do it, it’s possible.
Please don’t be scared Jez, but I’ll find a way. Because I never got to say good-bye. -
Awesome
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DAMN!
HAT!
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Oh suck it, who cares if I ruined the precious lucky number of posts
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Thank you, now quit spamming up the thread
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not spamming. Being pissed cuz you screwed up the forum.
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How the Hell did I screw it up? I posted on a thread which has an awesome story on it
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Hey Lily,
It's been a couple of days since I last wrote to you. They've put me under some coma since I had an "anxiety attack". I guess that's what they call a day-dream, with some hyperventilations. I can't help it. Thoughts of going home without you sitting on the couch with Levi, your lingerie hanging on the line from the night before. I can't bear it. Everything at home is you. The zebra print couch you chose for the den because you thought it needed "pizz-zazz", the bright orange color your painted the bathroom so we'd wake up in the morning. All of it has you in it.
Dear Jez,
You're in it as much as I am. I had wanted the cheetah print, but you persuaded my into the zebra stripes. You're in as much Hell as I am. The thing you long for the most here is not what you desire, it's what you had. And what I don't have is what's still living, missing me. I don't like this strange cycle of irony, attaching me to you, and you to me when I so close, yet so far away. I live on Earth with you, I'm floating on the clouds you look at outside your room window. But we're seperated by an inpassable world of in-between. The moments between life anf death, when you speed through that tunnel. Like at the waterpark in a body slide, only your going up and you feel warm and dry. We're seperated by that, and yet we're bound together by it. -
tima Novicehi doll how have you been I have'nt talked to you an a while
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