I’ll Stumble, I’ll Fall, I’ll Get Up Again: Chapter Twenty Six

Chapter Twenty Six:

I lay awake listening to the silence, it was to quiet. Way to quiet. My Mom and Krista were in there house now, and once again, it was Misty, and I, but there was a difference , the wheelchair that sat by my bed, the wheelchair that would remind me of the night, the night I was supposed to go to Bible Study, but ended up in the hospital, because somebody decided to drive drunk.

This isn’t the way I want to die.

Fire terrifies me.

Don’t let me go out like this Lord.

Sirens in the distance, coming close and closer.

I had just made the call, sounding strangely calm.

Hearing help come, calmed my nerves too.

I relaxed, despite all that was happening.

I felt assurance that I was not going to burn.

The quiet made me remember, the quiet took me back to that night, whether or not I wanted it too.

I gave up on sleeping and pulled my journal out.

October 31-November.01

It’s so quiet here now, with Mom and Krista gone, it’s only the first day, and I’m already wondering how quiet is going to be. I can’t help but go back to that night, when it gets quiet.