This is the worst birthday ever. isn’t it usually about YOU , on your special day? , not for me everything is all about my little sister. Sarah did this , Sarah did , Awh Sarah got a booboo. don’t get me wrong I love my five your old sister but she get the attention all the time. The only time I get attention is when I do something wrong. Kirsty , GO PICK UP YOUR SHOES, Kirsty GO DO YOUR HOMEWORK. Sometime I wish I had a little recognition for all the thing I do right.
Most of the time I feel like im invisible, they usually ignore me except when it suits dads purpose. This has been going on since my died of leukemia three years ago.
Mom there is so many things I wish I could tell you. But your not here and its breaking my heart. I wish you can see the state our house is in. dishes undone. Dad is out every night with his current girlfriend. Either that or her is off drinking at some bar, and guess who is asked to pick him up at two o clock in the morning? ME! .. I need to get out of this place. Ill run away if I have to. But I don’t know when. Or how.
I put my diary down under the mattress where it lived. I got my Pj on and went to bed. The last thing I remember before falling to sleep is seeing a picture of mom on my night stand.
I woke up at six fifteen. I had to get Sarah ready for school. I was their second mom. So I got up and showered went down stairs to make their lunch, jam sandwiches, crackers and juice. And one apple.
I woke up Sarah and got her stuff together , made her some breakfast and we headed out the door.
“ Kirsty, I don’t want to go to school” Sarah wined as we pulled into white oaks public school.
“why not , do you ot to go see you friends and you teacher” I asked
“ No, I want to stay home with you” she folded her hands.
“ well I have to go to school too , so ill tell you what , we will both go to school and when we get home, we will have a girls night , watch a movie with popcorn and hot chocolate” with that being said, she uncurled her arms and gave me this huge kiss on the nose and got out of the car.
I was on my way to school and I was singing to “good girls , gone bad” when all of a sudden a transport truck came into my lane and hit me on the side of my car.
My leg was stuck and I felt it go numb. I heard sirens in the distance before I blacked out.
I came around to someone calling my name , at first it was buzzing then the words became clear.
“ helloo, miss …are you okay” said a voice I didn’t recognize
I opened my eyes to see this man around six feet tall with a jacket that said rookie over his heart.
“im tired” I said as a pain shot through my leg, its kind of weird that made me even more tired. I closed my eyes.
“ oh no you don’t, you cant sleep, here talk to me” he gave me a smile but there was worry in his eyes
“ whats your name” he asked
“ Kirst” I answered wincing at the pain in my leg.
“ okay Kirst, we need to get you out of here, its going to hurt , but we are going to do everything possible to make it as less painful as possible” he said “ oh and my name is paul” he smile gently “ im just going to get someone to help me move you” he went to walk away as I burst into tears.
“ stay with me ..please” I sniffed, I don’t know why I was crying.
“ shhh, its okay, shhh” he soothed “ im going to be right back I promise. I nodded and he went to get help.
I was just so tired , I could not help but fall asleep again.
I woke up to something squeezing my upper arm. Then there was a beeping sound. I opened my eyes and look at my arm to see that I was attached to a blood pressure cuff. Not only that, but I was attached to a lot of machinery.
I was just about asleep when I remembered the accident. I just about a foot and my heart monitor beside me started to beep like crazy. And before I knew it there was nurses all around me.
“ hey hun your okay, calm down” one of them soothed. She then waved the other nurses away. “ okay you need to calm down, or we will have to sedate you again” she said looking at the numbers on the monitor. She jotted something down on the clip board that she was carrying.
I concentrated on calming myself down when I suddenly remembered about Sarah. Where was she? Is she okay? Is she still at the school? I started hyperventilating again.
“ sweetie, why are your eyes so wide and why do you look so terrified” the nursed asked in her okie accent.
“my sister…where is she?… I need to pick up my sister” I said trying to pull off all the wires that were attached to me. Then all of a sudden there was a hand on mine, but not the hand I was expecting . I looked up to see paul,
“oh no your don’t” he said gently tugging my hand off the wires.
“you stayed with me” I said in sock, no has ever cared about me like this before.. Bless him!