Short stories

The beach

Is today the day I'm going to die? I wondered this question frequently every day since I was diagnosed at 16, two years ago. I have had loads of love and support from friends and family.They visit a couple days a week with new movies to watch and new jokes to tell.But we all knew I am the weakest I've ever been these past two years. I haven't been responding well to my chemotherapy,constantly feeling disconnected from the universe and daydreaming m but that is mostly from the strong medication my doctors gave me for the pain

I had a vision,a vision I was at the beach lying on a bright coloured floral towel getting a tan that shimmered in the light.My parents stood a little bit off in the distance taking photos of the endless,flat horizon while my younger siblings roared as they raced down the beach to the clear blue sea.I was happy,enjoying the boom of the waves that echoed through the air. From then on I knew the vision was a sign,a sign that I needed to be at the beach like it was yearning for my presence.

I went to have my monthly check up done
When I finally got the courage to speak up about my vision and about how desperately I needed to go to the beach. My doctors were unsure whether I was physically stable for the trip but I somehow persuaded them to say yes. I kept reminding them there were hospitals near by. When my siblings Tommy and Rose found out they couldn't keep the grins off their chubby porcelain faces.i knew my parents where worried but tried their best to hide it for all our sakes.

Today is the day we are leaving on our little road trip to the beach. All my family and friends dropped by to tell us to enjoy ourselves because we needed a nice relaxing holiday for a change. I made a list of things to do when we arrived. I loved looking out my window at the beautiful trees that joined together like a crowd of vivid umbrellas and he mosy ground that was painted with red poppies and yellow gorse.

The beach was how I imagined it. The sea stretched out as far as my eye could see shimmered in the heat. Tommy and Rose were running around in the rock pools playing pirates.My parents stood of into the distance taking photos as the sunset. We camped out under the glistening stars eating marshmallows and laughing while telling stories. I knew this was then last day I laughed or even saw my family again but I was happy;I was content.

I hope you enjoyed what I have written so far please comment ideas for stories you'd want me to write!!
Lots of love
Lauren xx