I was sitting on a bench in the hospital, it was a cupple of minutes to one in the morning and I had over heard a nurse saying what room Jack was in. I wiped my jeans with my hands as I stared at the clock above Jack's room. No one made eye contact with me, no one was noticing me. Suddenly there was a beep, I looked above the door of the room and a sign with a read light on it saying "Open for visiters" had illuminated. It was my chance to see Jack and see if he was ok.I took the slow steps to the room, I reached out and pushed door gently which swung open.
" I didnt even push it that hard." I thought.
I walked into the poor light of the room and saw Jack laying there almost lifeless. I sat next to his bed and touched his hand his hand was so warm. Scratches apon his face were going to make deep scars.I scratched my head as I looked on, his eyes were dull and dark around is sockets, his face as white as the snow outside. His hand clenched on to something, I slid it out of his grasp and noticed it was a picture of me. I turned the image around, I noticed that there was writing I began to read it.
"Hareiet- Summer 1992-
Dear Jack, This is a picture of Harriet. I kept it and I wanted to give it to you to hold. She always loved you.
Yours and Harriets best Friend (Always)- Kayleigh"
"And I still do" I smiled
I placed it back into his hand. I stared out into the corridor, no one had visted. It was strange that I didnt see Kayleigh when she visted late last night, and she would have come up to me if she saw me. I knew this for sure. I impatiently waited hoping Jack would wake to see me. It was 9:30 and the sun was risen. Jack was beginning to wake up,excited rose from my seat.
" Hareiet?!, Harriet!?!,"
"I'm here, its ok, I am hear. I love you" but he continued to shout out my name.
The nurse came in and calmed him down. I sat back in my chair confused and frightened.
"Where's my girlfriend. Where is she?" he said
"I AM HERE FOR GODSAKE!" I shouted.
The nurse took a long pause before speaking again.
"Jack, I dont know how to tell you this, or how to put it easier for you to understand. Harriet... She didnt make the crash. I'm sorry."
"What!?!" I thought, my eyes filling up with tears.
"No. I... I dont believe you. Your lying. Your a liar. She couldnt have. I was in the front I was supposed to die. It wouldnt of happened like that, it couldnt have."
"I am sorry. It did" The nurse left him crying
"No...Harriet I need you. I need you."
He picked up the photo and read it. My eyes were swallen with tear which was streaming from my face. Was I dead?. I loved him, we were going to get married. I could have died.
Go back and revise for grammar and spelling. Maybe just copy/paste into a word document and let it do that for you... but it was sort of distracting to see so many little typos.
So even though she is a ghosty-thing, she can pull a photo out of Jack's hand? Huh?