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"Dad"! I ran to his side, falling to the hard floor and grasping my hands around his face.
He was pale, and cold.
So cold.
"No..no no no no" I shook my head over and over and over.
This couldn't be happening.
"Dad.. Dad wake up. Please wake up"
I shook his shoulders and let the sweat of my palms fall onto his black T-shirt.
He didn't move.
He didn't open his eyes.
His didn't make a sound
I tried almost too quickly to whip my phone from my jean pocket and instantly hit emergency call.
911 blinded my eyes.
I only ever dialed this number once before.
"911 what is your emergency"? A women's voice stuck me.
I hesitated to answer.
Swallowing the lump in my throat.
"My.. My dad.."
"Your dad? Your dad what sweetie? What happened"? Her voice was comforting but it didn't take away the reality that I was kneeled beside my lifeless father.
"He's.. He's passed out."
Yes, that was it.
He was just passed out.
He would be okay.
"Do you know what happened? Stay on the phone with me, breathe darling. I've sent an ambulance your way they'll be there shortly"
My head was spinning.
I nodded, forgetting the stranger on the other end of the line couldn't see me.
I remember exactly how long the ambulance took that day, Tuesday July 14th.
It arrived outside my house 4 minutes and 16 seconds later.
But they were too late.
I wasn't about to have that happen to my dad.
I hated him for too long and I wasn't about to loose him now.
I needed him, me and Pen needed him.
"Please.. Please hurry" I let the tears fall, barely noticing them as I kept my fingers pressed to his pulse.
It took too long, too long to do what I'd hoped for.
But I felt it.
I felt the very faint, very light thump.
He was alive.
"Their a minute away. What's your name? Tell me your name"?
"Will..Willow" I sneezed my eyes shut.
They needed to come faster.
"I'm Brenda. How old are you Willow"?
"Six..sixteen? Um... I, I don't know"
I couldn't focus.
I felt sick.
"They have arrived. Sit tight sweetie"
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