The past few days, I began to feel better, I felt happy, joy, no more coldness or sadness. It was like God shined a light of happiness over me, and I was so thankful. The nightmares had gone away, I felt perfectly content... until today.
My world started to turn upside down. This very day, Christmas Eve, Connor was raced to the hospital.
My mom, dad, and Jane took me to the hospital to see what was wrong with Connor. We reached the hospital, I got out and ran to the doors, my mom, dad, and Jane followed.
I got in the building panicking, I turned and saw Connors parents sitting in the waiting room impatiently.
I hurried towards them. When I got to them, Mrs. Hudson said, "Oh, Madison. I'm so glad you're here," tears were rolling down her face, "Please, sit." I did as I was told and I asked, "What happened to him?" I asked trembling.
She didn't look at me, "He just sort of fainted, and he never woke up. We finally raced him to the hospital... it's been an hour since we've seen him," I caught my breath.
"Um... when can we see him?" I asked.
"I'm not sure," she shrugged.
My parents and Jane finally came in and sat down beside me. My mom rubbed my back, "He'll be okay. He's a very strong boy, you know,"
I wiped away the tears I have been shedding, "How do you know?"
"Because moms know everything." she assured me.
We waited for an hour and finally heard some news.
A nurse came to us and said, "Mr. and Mrs. Hudson? You may go an see your son now,"
I stood up, "What about me, I'm his friend,"
"You may go after his parents." the blonde haired nurse told me.
I sat back down and waited.
When his parents came out, they said, "You can go in now, he's waiting for you."
I nodded, stood up, and walked to his room.
When I opened the door, his face lit up.
"Hey, Connor," I said with a smile. I walked to his bed and looked admiringly at his poor, sick face.
"Hey," he could barely say. I could tell he was in a lot of pain.
"How are you?" I asked touching his cold hand.
"I'm okay..." he could barely speak, so I asked him no more questions.
"Hey, I got you something, it's for Christmas, but you can open it now," I said giving him a small wrapped box with a shiny gold ribbon around it.
He put his fingers around the box and opened it up.
I had given him a new watch.
The watch was real silver and it was supposed to last a long time.
He smiled and said, "Thanks, Madison,"
"Your welcome, Connor," I smiled and kissed his forehead.
We didn't say anything. And I'm glad we didn't say anything. I just wanted to be alone with him for awhile, not talking, just enjoying every last moment with him.
I stroked his beautiful, silky, brown hair with affection. He started to go to sleep. I stopped stroking when he was fully asleep and said, "Goodnight, Connor."
I stood up, opening the door, turned my face to his sleeping self, smiled, and left his room.
*tears*
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