Into the Mind of Fictional Characters

When someone dies, it's supposed to be sad but having to watch it all happen before your very own eyes is devastating. Out of everyone in both vehicles that night, I was the only survivor. The driver in the other vehicle, died at the wheel, paramedics said he had a heart attack. I saw the truck heading into our lane but by the time my mouth could formulate a response it was already too late.If I had said one word, or uttered anything about the truck, maybe Daniel would still be alive. The accident happened in slow motion. One moment we were laughing but then the next, my mind seemed to have stopped time.As the impact of the truck crashed into us, we slammed back way too fast and I felt the car start to fall off the ledge. I looked to my left at Daniel before the car fell off the bridge and saw blood dripping down his forehead just from the impact of the hit. "Daniel! Daniel!" I screamed, but it was hopeless and deep down I already knew that, I just didn't want to face the truth. I

"He's in the sun, the wind, the rain, and in the air in which you breatheHe sings a song of hope and cheer, there's no more pain, no more fearYou'll see him in the clouds abovehear him whisper words of loveYou'll be together before longUntil then listen to his song."Christy Ann Martine ~•~Awareness came in gradual stages. It began with a series of tiny explosions that went off behind my hazel-coloured eyes, intense detonations of pain that heralded my return to consciousness.With my eyes still closed I slowly registered the sounds surrounding me. The grating rasp of a respirator. The high-pitched blip of a heart monitor. My own blood rushing in my ears, obliterating every coherent thoughts, except for one. Pain.The mere act of parting my swollen lids was agony personified, and yet I tried anyway. Tears leaked from my eyes, bruising the corners with my effort, but yet I still persisted.I could feel the painful shift in my spine, the awful heaviness in my legs and the tingling

I looked up to see Leander's face just inches from me. Regret was flooding through my body because I hadn't thought about how this would affect my parents. I was on my knees and he was on his, while looking at me.Before I gave it a thought I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly. He put one of his hands on my back and the other behind my head, keeping me on his shoulder.He then started to rub circles on my back and run his fingers through my tangled messed up hair. "Don't ever do that again..." he said seriously."Your parents love you! People still care about you. I still care about you... and you can't just end your life like that, Valerie. Do you understand! "Didn't you see how happy your father was when he saw that you had awakened? Or the sad look your mother had when she tried but failed to calm you down when she came back and saw you in tears? Now picture them when you aren't here anymore, Val!"I sobbed into his neck as he continued to talk to me patiently. Was