Update! ??????????????? When I wake, I find myself in a familiar setting. Brown wallpaper, a wooden floor, and a comfortable black leather couch. It's not my Grandmother's living room. I sit up and rub my head. I still have the hospital band on my wrist. It tells me I was discharged only a few hours ago. A man stands over me, smiling. He is tall, with mousy brown hair and pale skin: Liam. "Hey," he says, and walks towards me. He crouches down so that his eyes are level with mine. I look around. Liam, Danny, Aishling, even Shannon are standing around the sofa. I scan the room. Liam, Danny, Aishling, Shannon. Liam, Danny, Shannon, Aishling. Carl. Where is he? No Carl. The disappointment on my face must be clear, for Shannon is the next to speak. "Carl... uh..." She stammers, then stops completely. No. No. No. No. NO. Aishling steps forward. "Carl passed on..." she says. Oh. Oh. "H-h-how?" I manage to say. "In his sleep. Lack of blood. He's in peace now." Aishling explains. I don't believe it. "No. No. No!" Is that really my voice? So cold and angry? It must be, because now I'm storming out of the room; the house. I begin running. Running and running and running. I get to my Grandmother's house, and she takes me in her arms. She must have been informed. "I'm sorry, dear," she says. I sob loudly. Is this it? What do I do now? ᎬNᎠ ???????????????
I could because I have the best eyesight ever "By the way about Carl UR so mean y he dead" AND NO I WILL NOT CALM DOWN CARL'S DEAD AND HE'S NOT ALIVE AND WAHHHHH
I could because I have the best eyesight ever "By the way about Carl UR so mean y he dead" AND NO I WILL NOT CALM DOWN CARL'S DEAD AND HE'S NOT ALIVE AND WAHHHHH