CRAZED

HI, I'm Roma and this is my story. I grew up in a small town with the population of 500. My life was perfect and then it took a turn for the worst.

It all began with me having a great life. I had perfect hair, friends, and a boyfriend named Grant. Grant was very popular, just like me. He was smart, handsome, and funny. Then came the day he died. I was a junior and he was a senior. He was at a party when he had a few too many drinks and then drove home. I wasn't with him. He crashed his Mustang into a tree. He had major injuries that were life threatening. My Mom got a call from the hospital saying that Grant wanted to see me. When I got there I asked the nurse to take me to him. When I walked into his room I burst into tears. I couldn't believe that my Grant was just lying there waiting for me. Then he saw me crying and staring at him through the doorway. He kept telling me everything was going to be okay. But I kept telling him no it wasn't and then the beeping stopped and he just laid there unconscious and dead. I looked at the monitor and there was just a line, no ridges, nothing. One of the nurses saw me. The doctor came in. They had to pull me away from him. They shocked him twice to try to bring him back but he just laid there as a dead, lifeless corpse. I couldn't breathe and then I fainted. When I woke up, I had a bandage on my head and a bucket by my bed. Not my bed at home but a hospital bed. A woman came in. I figured it was a nurse, but I was still scared. I asked why I was here. She told me that when I fainted I hit my head so they kept me overnight. When I finally got home I ran straight upstairs to my bedroom.

SUBMITTED BY SAMANTHA, 6-W