Chapter 4

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I felt the years spill over my cheeks as I sat there and cried. My dad patted my back while I sobbed on that hospital bed. I just barely heard my dad sniffle over my whaling.

"It's my fault! I told her not to get to close!" I cried, wiping my eyes on my blanket.

My heart monitor sped up quickly and the beeping was almost annoying. I tried to stop but I couldn't.

It was MY fault! I killed her! I can't believe my MOTHER, the one that birthed me, raised me, fed me, clothed me, and loved me unlimitedly... Is gone.. And it was because of me!

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After crying for hours, my dad looked at me, and then the doctor. "When will be be allowed to go home?"

The doctor looked at something stuck to my wall. A bundle of papers. My papers? He looked back over. "Well, he's already been in for three days so he can leave around 5." He smiled.

"THREE DAYS?" I choked. My voice was raspy and it hurt to talk. The doctor nodded.

"You've been unconscious for two days and then today. Three days." I was shocked. How badly did I hit my head? I had so many answerless questions.

What will home be like without mom? What will.. Life.. Be like?

My dad looked at me with sad eyes. "Are you hungry." I nodded.

He left and shut the door behind him, leaving me with my thoughts.

I knew that something had to be done. I had to stop this killer.

I had to.

I'm going to.

I WILL.

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