Fear
The two huge double doors open and out steps my cousin "He's not going to make it, they have him on life support" as tears ran down his face my eyes began to cry "Its not worth it, life is short enough as it is, how could he do that over some girl" I don't know I guess he just thought it was his only way out. "Come on I will show you were he is" as my cousin and I walk through the mazy hospital I can't help to think why he could just end his own life like that, so easaly pull the trigger. When we got to the top floor I opened two more double doors to find a whole waiting room full of people, some I never even met but one way or another we were related. My cousin whipes his face as we walk toword his mom, she notices me and says "drussell wheres your daddy" he's coming up the hall way, he wasn't very far behind me. As I leave her tear soaked shirt I set down next to my family and began to stare into space like there was something I was searching for. Was it an answer or just posibley more questions? I don't know but I just wanted to see him. At a quarter to 10:00 my sister steps into the room when I finially notice her I sobb over to her "I just don't understand" how could he do it she asked why. I don't know, but I want to see him, but I don't want to go alone. As she lifts her tear driven face she says "I will go with you. So we walk past the huge crowd into what seemed like a haunted house all the lights were off and you could hear this starnge sound "ssssup whoosh" as I walk closer to the curtin door I see the nosie is coming from his room. I walk in still and quiet as trying not to disturb his eternal sleep. We walk over to the side of the bed as my eyes creep up to his face my body goes numb. I can't bear to see the side of his head the bullet wound is still noticeable. I can't stand to look at his lifeless body with the fake breathing device as to appear the life was not drained from his body when in reality it was. I whipe the tears from my eyes and look at my saddness filled sister. I walk over to the other side of the bed to see her holding his hand. "Here Donnie you can hold his hand" As I walk closer to him and lift his cold blue lifeless hand I can't bear it anymore I have to leave the room. I walk out the door to a pole to finish what I had stared in the room I clasp my hands over my face as to only see a few short memories, tears stream down my face and I can't help but repeat "why? How could you do that to yourself?" Memories and thoughts ran thorugh my mind like a heaven bound angel. Finally, I stand up and whipe my face off as I walk into his room once more to see my sister now in the same state as I am.
