Momma just called.....

Chapter 1

I'm crying so hard right now. I think I just got some of the worst news in my life. There's two possibilties for Harlee. One. doesn't make it to tomorrow. Or two. She lives, but is paralyzed and can't talk or function well. The doctors said that it was a really hard hit, and even if it was softer, it would've still done the same damage. I just wish it wasn't her. Why couldn't it have been me? My job is to protect her, and I let her and everyone down. I should've saved her. I remember holding Harlee for the first time. I was 4 years old. Yes, I still remember it, because that was one of the most amazing days of my life. Since that day, nothing else has mattered more to me than protecting her, and loving her. I wanted to do the job that daddy couldn't do since he was traveling and he wasn't there most of the time. Harlee's had one of the toughest lives ever. She's gone through and seen too much to be almost 15. But guess what? She fought through it. She put a smile on her face every single day, even if she wanted to die so badly. Tomorrow is my 18th birthday, and the only present I want is a miracle. That miracle would be to save her. All day tomorrow, I'm going to be right next to her, holding her hand, waiting for her to wake up. I'm literally doing it all day, just for her. I'm wearing blue tomorrow, also. Blue is her all time favorite color. If anyone else wants to, feel free. I'd like to say thanks for all the prayers, and wishes. They mean the absoulte world to me, and I know they will mean more to Harlee. Thanks y'all. xxxxxx

~Harold

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