ELLE'S POV:
Mary and I drove to the hospital everyday and sat with Lauren.
I felt guilt every time I thought she might move but didn't.
Sometimes I would count her breaths to pass time.
I would hold her hand and sing to her.
We brought her presents too.The doctors thought she was slowly improving and decided that Mary and I should come at lunch and after school,so we did.
We came everyday for 3 months.
She made no sign of improvement and I had a breakdown.
I went home and I screamed and kicked.
I prayed too though.
I prayed harder than I ever had before.Then,all was calm.
I cleaned the mess I had made and took a warm bath.When I was done,I lied down on my bed.
I slowly drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
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Short StorySometimes you only know you love them when they're gone