Imagine a brown eyed girl in a hospital bed. Tubes sticking into her arms and nose. Her eyes are closed and she's breathing heavily,she's sleeping of course. Her blonde, wavy hair falling carelessy around her petite shoulders. This girl is named Clair. Clair is diagnosed with cancer. A cancer so rare the doctors do not know of a cure.
This is Her Story
Chapter 1
"So what are we going to do this weekend?" my best friend Tyler asked me Friday during lunch. We were sitting on the brick dinding of the sepakbola field. The sun was high in the sky and the wind was blowing our hair. It was oddly quiet, even though people were laughing and eating their lunch. I only heard a buzz from them. I learned how to block noises out from home.
Tyler was sitting across from me. Legs dangling off the side of the wall. His black hair covered his eyes, which was the winds fault. His hair always was off to the side. His blue eyes shining in the sunlight, if anda could see them. People thought Tyler was dangerous. He came to McCumberland High School a new kid, which were treated like outcasts until someone was brave enough to talk to them. He came to my freshman class and sat behind me during first period english. I could see it then that he was going to go through hell. My class is very critical, if your not like them then your considered weird.
I've never been the one to go with the crowd and had my own clique of friends. Which contained only me. When class let out early we had 5 menit befor the bel, bell rang. I turned around and introduced myself 'Hey im Clair' i told him.
'Tyler' he replied.
And from that hari on we've been friends ever since.
I shrugged,coming back to reality and taking a bite out of my ham and cheese sandwhich. "Not sure Mom has to work and so does dad. So maybe anda could come over and we could hang out." I berkata after i swallowed.
He smiled. "Your house is way lebih fun than mine."
"At least anda see your parents. When i see mine they always fight." Which was true. They would fight over everything and anything under the sun,including me.
"Not all the time. My parents are off on buisness this weekend." He said. His parents worked with the Stock Market and taveled often but still had enough time for him. I liked his family. His mom always smiled and his dad was hilarious. I loved hanging out there.
I shrugged and smiled. " Then i guess we're going to my house this weekend."
HE smiled his crooked smile which always made my jantung skip a beat. "I guess" He berkata as the bel, bell rang.
We both jumped down and grabbed our bookbags. After throwing our trash away. We walked to German. That weekend was the last of the happines i remember.
This is Her Story
Chapter 1
"So what are we going to do this weekend?" my best friend Tyler asked me Friday during lunch. We were sitting on the brick dinding of the sepakbola field. The sun was high in the sky and the wind was blowing our hair. It was oddly quiet, even though people were laughing and eating their lunch. I only heard a buzz from them. I learned how to block noises out from home.
Tyler was sitting across from me. Legs dangling off the side of the wall. His black hair covered his eyes, which was the winds fault. His hair always was off to the side. His blue eyes shining in the sunlight, if anda could see them. People thought Tyler was dangerous. He came to McCumberland High School a new kid, which were treated like outcasts until someone was brave enough to talk to them. He came to my freshman class and sat behind me during first period english. I could see it then that he was going to go through hell. My class is very critical, if your not like them then your considered weird.
I've never been the one to go with the crowd and had my own clique of friends. Which contained only me. When class let out early we had 5 menit befor the bel, bell rang. I turned around and introduced myself 'Hey im Clair' i told him.
'Tyler' he replied.
And from that hari on we've been friends ever since.
I shrugged,coming back to reality and taking a bite out of my ham and cheese sandwhich. "Not sure Mom has to work and so does dad. So maybe anda could come over and we could hang out." I berkata after i swallowed.
He smiled. "Your house is way lebih fun than mine."
"At least anda see your parents. When i see mine they always fight." Which was true. They would fight over everything and anything under the sun,including me.
"Not all the time. My parents are off on buisness this weekend." He said. His parents worked with the Stock Market and taveled often but still had enough time for him. I liked his family. His mom always smiled and his dad was hilarious. I loved hanging out there.
I shrugged and smiled. " Then i guess we're going to my house this weekend."
HE smiled his crooked smile which always made my jantung skip a beat. "I guess" He berkata as the bel, bell rang.
We both jumped down and grabbed our bookbags. After throwing our trash away. We walked to German. That weekend was the last of the happines i remember.
Elena took a deep breath and started running down the hill. However, the rumput on the bukit, hill started growing really fast and pushed Elena back. Elena angry pushed the rumput away and came halfway the hill.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t pindah it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the dinding which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t pindah it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the dinding which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Damon tried to open his eyes, but the vervain burned too painful. Now he had lost his sight he had to count on his hearing. And Bonnie gladly took advantage of that. She slowly step around Damon, waiting a few detik after each step.
“What are anda doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right selanjutnya to Damon’s ear.
“What are anda doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
“What are anda doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right selanjutnya to Damon’s ear.
“What are anda doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
