Sally
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I am slowly becoming overwhelmed by these tragic events. My Princess can't feel any less overwhelmed than I am. I don't know why but I felt as though Dana knew the exact moment that boy's life source ceased to function. Somewhere at the back of my skull I feel like a tremendous part of me has let her down. All of Dana's existence is a mystery to me . . . It all took me back to one cold morning when I was off to work at my small shop where I am a pharmacist. Nick was late for work so he couldn't drive me to work, I had to take a bus. Something felt odd about the way the morning mist clung to my stiletto boots. I carried an umbrella just in case it started raining but that seemed to be just about the length of my assumptions. A ragged women was approaching me where I was seated on the cemented shelter,awaiting the arrival of the bus. She seemed somewhat indifferent to the cold that struck the interior of my bones making me shiver. She looked like she was running away from something . . . or someone. Sandra . . . She must be disappointed in me wherever she is
*sigh*
She entrusted me with this one gift she held dear and here I am, failing to protect it. And now the sky? Why has it suddenly turned to nothing less to a furious hellhound, howling like a wounded beast. I guess I should be getting ready for yet another dilemma. Let me just rush to Dana
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Dana
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I don't exactly know what happened but right now these lights are blinding me, like I'm in a hospital. . .no no no I'm in a vehicle. I tried to open my eyes just to the slightest, damn that paramedic eventually got me inside this stinky ambulance. God isn't it enough for one day already? Why is this my burden anyway? What is it that my parents are shielding me from? I heard a deafening howl outside, apart from the ceaseless drumming of thunder outside this one was a shriek of someone whose in pain . . . And then I remembered, Dee . . . I lost him. I think I had lost the ability to moan or maybe at the least, just cry because all I can feel is the soft almost tickling sensation of tears streaming down my face. I tried to sit up but I was tightly strapped to a stretcher . . . Whoah, am I in prison here?? I wanted just a sliver of that paramedic's face so I can give him a piece of my mind . . . sadly I can't move. Luckily someone was thoughtful enough to put my cracked cellphone inside my pockets. I pulled it out and dialled daddy's number which only rang twice then he picked up, to my utmost relief . . . another sigh.
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Me: please come get me daddy
Dad: oh my Princess, you're awake . . . I'm coming just now. Don't move an inch,you hear me?
Me: yes daddy I'll wait.
Why did he just sound like someone who wants to sing "you saved me" and remix it with "I believe that I can fly". Well what I mean is . . . you know what, forget I said anything at all!
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I'm not so sure of what I'll say when I come face to face with my friend's parents. Will they blame me for his death? Okay I blame myself so it will only be sentimental. I know my parents don't want to hear any of what I'm saying right now but a part of me knows for a fact that I am to blame for Dee's untimely passing on. Not that I understand the situation at hand myself. I guess I was lost in thought as I heard a shift and the vehicle door swung open. There stood daddy and that ever suspicious Mr McBoon. . . or whatever his last name is. I couldn't care less of what he thinks of me because its clear now that he thinks he has me figured out.
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McKenzie : you're awake, Princess. I didn't miss the drawl when calling my name. This might just be the perfect time to get sarcastic
What? Dont tell me I was confirmed dead Doctor or was I? I decided to give him the best of my mock-shocked face
Daddy: come now Dana, we have a lot to worry about other than old Mr McKenzie. Daddy said that unstrapping me. I stepped out of the ambulance to a prickiling cold wind that wafted on my skin and gave me a soft shiver. I could feel the impending sense of doom and agony flailing on the howling wind. Mrs Adams was still mourning the loss of his son whilst mommy tried to comfort her. Mr Adams stood very close to his wife and patted her hand in a soothing gesture.
I guess the halting of my footsteps alerted everyone of my presence. I could hear the distant siren of what I figured to be the coroner's vehicle and maybe the police too.
I took a step towards Derrick and let my tears fall. I could feel the wary stares of the people behind me. I propelled my body into a 90 degrees angle and kneeled next to Dee. I stretched my thin fingers and when I touched him,the dark clouds blanketing the sky gave way to sunlight and a soft hue. When I stood up everyone had an emotion resonating with what they truly feel. The Adams looked hopeful,as though I could raise their son from the dead. That one expression broke my heart. My parents looked like they want to snatch me and fly to some place far away from the uniformed law enforcers. I couldn't blame them for such pugnant stares. I just stepped aside to let them do their work when deep down I knew something bigger than me has unleashed from it's strap and I am the conduit
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