October Story Contest

I Hope You Dance part 2 part 1
By: Mistymyhorse
Age: 10

Brook woke up it smelled of sickness and medicine she was in the hospital I sharp pain in her ribs kept her from moving I very pretty blond haired girl who was about 28 walked in wearing scrubs.
"Oh Brooklyn I see your awake." she said and smiled. Brook frowned at being called Brooklyn her full name she only got called that when she was in trouble.
"What happened?" I asked uneasily frowning now noticing she was wearing hospital gown and her ribs where rapped up in gauze.
"You fell" she said and frowned "I need to tell you something more important though", she said and sighed. "Your parents got in a car wreck on the way up here you have been in a coma for 3 days from your fall and I am sad to say but your dad did not survive and your mom is barely holding on."
Air whooshed out of her with a sigh "I'm so sorry" she said.
"Let me see my mother" I practically yelled with anger as tears swelled big in my eyes and came pouring out and would not stop. She sat down on my bed and I said
"Are my little brother and sister okay?" My brother was 6 months old and very chubby his name was Johnny and my little sister was barely 2 and her name was Payton.
The nurse nodded with a twinkle in her eye they stayed home with your aunt I stopped crying it was all my fault that they had to see their father so soon the nurse said "You need rest" and walked out I had so many more questions though but I fell into a deep sleep.

I didn’t know how long I slept that dreamless sleep but I woke up and was starving I got up to make me something to eat and yelped with pain and all the memories came back to me my dad was gone my mom almost is gone and I'm stuck in a room the size of a peanut that smelt like old people medicine and sickness. Anger boiled in me the nurse walked in I wrinkled my nose and demanded
"Let me see my mother!". She was hesitant and asked "Are you sure you want to?"
I nodded as she rolled my bed to room 802 she opened the door my mother was laying their blood scrapes and who knows what happened to her arm but it was gone. She was limp and weak had a neck cast on along with 1 arm cast. I shut my eyes and hoped it was all a dream. She had a breathing machine that made a click about every 30 seconds. I gasped for air myself and could not believe what I was seeing.
"Take me back", my throat so scratchy I was surprised I could not even whisper. She put me back in my room and there stood my aunt.