Chapter 10: I'm Sure She Is
Squid bent down, but didn't cry. His depression was beyond sadness. His tears alone could not satisfy his sadness. Then, he heard something behind him.
"Um, excuse me? Are you Alan Smith?" (A/N: I kno everybody uses that last name for him but I couldn't think of any others so ya) A voice asked.
He turned around and saw a man, a woman, and a child.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"W-we're the Martins. We were told that you knew our daughter, Sarah Martin," The man said shakily.
Squid looked at them. "You're the family that left her? That deserted her?"
They exchanged glances. "W-we didn't kn-know what to do," The woman said.
"So you abandon your daughter? You just leave her to get arrested?" Squid almost shouted.
"N-no!" The woman said. "We love Sarah! We would never-"
But Squid cut her off. "Whatever," and he stormed past them and went into the hospital.
He found Sarah's bed and took her hand. It was cold and pale. The tears came again.
"Did you know her?" A little voice said.
Squid looked around. His eyes fell on a little boy in the bed next to Sarah's.
"Yeah. Yeah, I did. Who are you? Did you know her?"
"She was awake earlier," The little boy said. "But she said she was leaving. She said she had to say good-bye to someone, and then she would be moving on."
Squid stared at him. "She said that to you?"
He nodded.
"Well . . . why are you here, kiddo?" Squid asked him.
"My mommy told me that I'm gonna go to sleep here," The boy said.
"Go to sleep?" Squid questioned.
The boy nodded. "She said it would be for a very long time,"
"How long?"
The boy shrugged. "I don't know. But she and daddy were crying and everything."
Squid finally understood. The boy was going to die. "How much longer until you go to sleep?"
"I don't know,"
"What's your name kiddo?"
"Sam,"
"Well Sam, I hope you go to sleep very . . . nicely," Squid told him.
Sam nodded.
"When you go to sleep, you might . . . see people that . . . you may not expect. If you see Sarah, tell her . . . tell her I miss her." Squid said with tears in his eyes.
"Is that Sarah?" He asked, pointing to Sarah.
Squid nodded. "Yes,"
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Squid was allowed to stay in a hotel to stay for Sarah's funeral. He saw Sam there. He sat with him, and Squid cried while Sam watched him.
Squid was able to . . . allow himself to stay with Sam until he died. He was sitting next to Sam in his bed with Sam's parents while he died. The machine beeped signaling his death. Squid comforted his parents. Then, Sam opened his eyes; long enough to tell Squid, "She feels the same," before he died.
Squid lived the rest of his life the way Sarah would have wanted him too. She wouldn't've wanted him to mourn forever. He finished his sentence at Camp Green Lake and lived a happy life. It would've been happier with Sarah, but, it was her time to go, and no one, not even God, could've stopped that.
He adopted a little girl when he was thirty, and well out of college. She was a newborn baby, only five days when he adopted her. Her parents had been high school sluts and hadn't been careful, so when she was born, they put her up for adoption. She didn't even have a name, so, Squid named her Sarah.
As Sarah got older, she started to wonder why she was the only girl in preschool without a mommy. Squid told her that mommy was asleep, and wouldn't come back.
Every year, Squid had gone to Sarah's grave for her birthday and put flowers there. So, when Sarah was five, they were to her mother's grave and put flowers there. Both of them.
"Is that where mommy is sleeping, daddy?" She asked him.
Squid nodded and hugged his daughter. "Yes. That's mommy's bed."
"Does mommy know about me, daddy?" Sarah asked, starting to tear up like her father.
Squid looked up at his daughter and kissed her on her forehead. "I'm sure she does,"
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ITS OVER! Im sure a lotta u r gonna hate this chapter, and, as a matter of fact, I do to. But this is the only, and I mean ONLY story where the person is gonna die. It's so hard to write . . . ok now pleaz R&R
Im gonna thank my reviewers for this story:
yuyufan kurama
jazandsas
Nosilla
SquidJakeluvr4life
trucalifornian
Kitty Kat-chan
Pearl Brandybuck
SquidLover
Mystere
Stupid Girl of Cold
Saved by Da Bell
RapDragon55
aNgEl-EyEz2529
LilKatie9190
Squid bent down, but didn't cry. His depression was beyond sadness. His tears alone could not satisfy his sadness. Then, he heard something behind him.
"Um, excuse me? Are you Alan Smith?" (A/N: I kno everybody uses that last name for him but I couldn't think of any others so ya) A voice asked.
He turned around and saw a man, a woman, and a child.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"W-we're the Martins. We were told that you knew our daughter, Sarah Martin," The man said shakily.
Squid looked at them. "You're the family that left her? That deserted her?"
They exchanged glances. "W-we didn't kn-know what to do," The woman said.
"So you abandon your daughter? You just leave her to get arrested?" Squid almost shouted.
"N-no!" The woman said. "We love Sarah! We would never-"
But Squid cut her off. "Whatever," and he stormed past them and went into the hospital.
He found Sarah's bed and took her hand. It was cold and pale. The tears came again.
"Did you know her?" A little voice said.
Squid looked around. His eyes fell on a little boy in the bed next to Sarah's.
"Yeah. Yeah, I did. Who are you? Did you know her?"
"She was awake earlier," The little boy said. "But she said she was leaving. She said she had to say good-bye to someone, and then she would be moving on."
Squid stared at him. "She said that to you?"
He nodded.
"Well . . . why are you here, kiddo?" Squid asked him.
"My mommy told me that I'm gonna go to sleep here," The boy said.
"Go to sleep?" Squid questioned.
The boy nodded. "She said it would be for a very long time,"
"How long?"
The boy shrugged. "I don't know. But she and daddy were crying and everything."
Squid finally understood. The boy was going to die. "How much longer until you go to sleep?"
"I don't know,"
"What's your name kiddo?"
"Sam,"
"Well Sam, I hope you go to sleep very . . . nicely," Squid told him.
Sam nodded.
"When you go to sleep, you might . . . see people that . . . you may not expect. If you see Sarah, tell her . . . tell her I miss her." Squid said with tears in his eyes.
"Is that Sarah?" He asked, pointing to Sarah.
Squid nodded. "Yes,"
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Squid was allowed to stay in a hotel to stay for Sarah's funeral. He saw Sam there. He sat with him, and Squid cried while Sam watched him.
Squid was able to . . . allow himself to stay with Sam until he died. He was sitting next to Sam in his bed with Sam's parents while he died. The machine beeped signaling his death. Squid comforted his parents. Then, Sam opened his eyes; long enough to tell Squid, "She feels the same," before he died.
Squid lived the rest of his life the way Sarah would have wanted him too. She wouldn't've wanted him to mourn forever. He finished his sentence at Camp Green Lake and lived a happy life. It would've been happier with Sarah, but, it was her time to go, and no one, not even God, could've stopped that.
He adopted a little girl when he was thirty, and well out of college. She was a newborn baby, only five days when he adopted her. Her parents had been high school sluts and hadn't been careful, so when she was born, they put her up for adoption. She didn't even have a name, so, Squid named her Sarah.
As Sarah got older, she started to wonder why she was the only girl in preschool without a mommy. Squid told her that mommy was asleep, and wouldn't come back.
Every year, Squid had gone to Sarah's grave for her birthday and put flowers there. So, when Sarah was five, they were to her mother's grave and put flowers there. Both of them.
"Is that where mommy is sleeping, daddy?" She asked him.
Squid nodded and hugged his daughter. "Yes. That's mommy's bed."
"Does mommy know about me, daddy?" Sarah asked, starting to tear up like her father.
Squid looked up at his daughter and kissed her on her forehead. "I'm sure she does,"
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ITS OVER! Im sure a lotta u r gonna hate this chapter, and, as a matter of fact, I do to. But this is the only, and I mean ONLY story where the person is gonna die. It's so hard to write . . . ok now pleaz R&R
Im gonna thank my reviewers for this story:
yuyufan kurama
jazandsas
Nosilla
SquidJakeluvr4life
trucalifornian
Kitty Kat-chan
Pearl Brandybuck
SquidLover
Mystere
Stupid Girl of Cold
Saved by Da Bell
RapDragon55
aNgEl-EyEz2529
LilKatie9190