Forever
chapter 4
"Melissa". I heard a voice say when I woke up. I looked around. I was in a hospital. "Melissa. Can you hear me?" The voice asked. "Isaiah?" I said squinting my eyes. "Yeah it's me. You blacked out after the plane rolled over and caught on fire." I shaked. Just remembering the near life death experience, was scary. Then something came to me. "Where's Kelsey?!" I yelled in a panic. I tryed to get up but Isaiah told me to lie down and relax for awhile. "Where's Kelsey!" I demanded. "She has a broken leg and burns. But they think she will be alright." He said looking away. "And what about you?" I asked. "I only had some cuts, and bruises. Others were badly injured. No deaths though." He said assuring me. "Were going to be a little late for California". I said laughing. "Yeah, they lied about the non-stop flight". Isaiah said jumping in. We laughed until some doctors gave us looks. A doctor came in the room and read my name of his clipboard. "Melissa Williams." He said. "That's me." I said. "Your free to go." "Aight". I said getting up and walking into Kelsey's room. She was lying down on the bed, burns covering her arms and her leg in a cast. "Oh my-". I couldn't finish the sentence looking at my little sister like this hurt me, knowing that I couldn't be there for her to stop this from happening, killed me. I starting sobbing as Isaiah pulled me into a hug. "She'll be alright". He said as the doctor came in. "Kelsey Williams." He read off his clipboard. "Yeah she's over here". Isaiah pointed to Kelsey. The doctor came over, as she lifted up her head. Her little eyes squinted up at me, then over at Isaiah. "Melissa." She called. I came over and she sat up and hugged me. Isaiah came over and hugged her too. The doctor explained that she would need to take medicine for her skin and that she would need to be on crutches for her leg. The doctor said that traces of the burns would still remain, but Kelsey didn't care as much about them. I showed her how to walk on her cructhes, and she tried it out herself. "I think I got it". She said smiling happily, going down the hallway anad back. Even in the darkest of times she was always smiling. She was always cheerful and she was always happy. I somewhat wished I could be like her, even though she was 5, going to be 6, she always handled everything in the best way and never complained.