Fighter

Ava|
Morgan's in hospital.
It's all my fault.I should have come sooner.I knew something was wrong but I did NOTHING.Absolutely nothing.
I hate myself.
I hate Her.

May 2015
09:36
Ava|
I sit,scared for Morgan.Scared what my parents are going to say about going halfway around the world for a girl I only know from a computer screen.
What has happened to me?
To Morgan?
The me of 2013 would have never have done this,she was the good girl.She did what she was told.But she just had to stop.Become difficult,become a person who was ready to leave everything behind to save her friend.
Morgan-stay strong.

"Ava?Ava Farrow?"A grim faced doctor asks.I raise my hand.
"Morgan is going to have to go into surgery-she was slammed into that wall quite hard,while the metal cut her skin it also dislodged some on her bones."The doctor finishes,looking me in the eye.
"Will she be okay?"I said.
"We don't know,but we shouldn't have to amputate."He said.
Amputate?!?CUT OFF MORGANS ARM?!?I just hope it won't come to that....
Arms are cool-I AM NOT BEING LEGIST!!!

Morgan|
It's dark.I can't see.My arm hurts-so much,I want to cry but I can't.
Then I remember,it was Her and Her stupid friends.
I hate Her 2.0.
She's always laughing at me,but I never stopped her.I should have fought.Fought back.
But I'm not a fighter.
I am a follower.
I...I....just...don't..know....anymore....and.......that's...not....okay.
Nothing's ever going to be okay until I tell someone about Her.
And stop Her.

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