She is Gone

As she laid on the bed in the hospital, limbs unmoving. Machines helping her breathe and maintaining her body. No sparkle in her eye left. I couldn't do anything to help her. They took her to do a CT Scan and I paced the room, then sat down and rocked, back and forth, back and forth. I was on the verge of Hyperventalating. My world was falling apart. I didn't know what to do without her.

They brought her back to the room and said, "She is brain dead"

We said, "Pull the plug. She doesn't desrve to be a vegetable hooked up to wires and machines."

They pulled the plug and I laid on top of her, hugging her for one last time. I cried my eyes out as her body no longer was warm. Her body was lifeless and there was no need for her to be a vegetable.

My best friend was my older sister, Renada R. Riggins