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Chapter 1: A Miracle Misconception

As I walked nervously with my hands behind my back, the dense smell of rubbing alcohol filled the hospital, taking over my senses. I suppose I knew how this routine played out, but that didn’t keep me from being nervous.

I sat down quietly at a beige-colored leather couch, and only one lobby attendant in scrubs took a glance at me, and then quickly turned back to her computer. A youthful scream down the hallway got my attention, but it was only a baby.

It is so amazing how quiet everything seems. In a hospital, you’d think there would be so much noise, like nurses rushing around, patients yelling, people talking… but it is very quiet.

I fidgeted with my skirt, my five inch acupuncture needles that I keep handy. The needles were in my holster that I got from my brother, Jeremy. He’s the reason I’m here. Jeremy was recently admitted here after a heart attack, which soon grew into heart disease. Now it’s keeping him from breathing (which he is on a ventilator) and doing his usual things such as taking care of me.

The knots in my stomach grew as the elevator hit the third floor and the doors opened. Walking down the hall toward me was man with dirty blonde hair and a brusque face. He walked toward me. “Elizabeth Grey?” He said, his voice flooding with eagerness. “I’m the chief around here, but call me Erik.”

“Call me Liz, thank you,” I corrected him. “So, hum, my brother Jeremy… how is he? Is he going to be okay?” My heart pounded as I waited intently for his response.

His face kind of twisted. He opened his mouth, but seemed to return the words from the air. “It’s okay, Mr. Erik. I can take it.” Hoping I actually could.

His heavy exhale signaled fear. “Your brother Jeremy is much worse. He has not been able to effectively take in oxygen, so we put him on a ventilator. Would you like to see him, Ms. Grey?”

My voice quivered, “Yes, please.”

He guided me through the twisting and winding hallways until we reached room 212 B on Floor 3. He opened the door for me. “What a gentleman,” I said under my breath. He nervously smiled. When I walked in, it pained me to see him. His body was a shell of skin and bones. I turned quickly to the doctor. “How did he lose this much blood?” My expression told him not to lie to me at all. Just because I’m fourteen doesn’t mean I can’t know about my brother.

Stuttering, he began his explanation, “We,” He began, “are not quite sure of that. His heart attack didn’t make him lose blood like a car accident might. We are still puzzled about those ourselves. I mean, he is not a girl, so he couldn’t have a period, so we will continue to search for answers.” He held a clipboard, flipping over one of the papers. “It says here,

Ms. Grey, that Jeremy was assigned your legal guardian shortly after your birth because your parents died of a car accident. Is this correct?” His glance pierced my skin, and his eyes filled with concern.

“Yes, Jeremy told me when I was five that his and my parents were killed by a snowplow.”

I’ve seen pictures of my parents. My mother was significant-she has red-brown hair that was in a braid all the time and her eyes were an amazing shade of gold. If only I got to meet her for real. My father, James Grey, was tall, with slender arms and a strong look. His straight brown hair was always tamed with hair product, and it always seemed as though his dark eyes followed you everywhere.

”Well, um,” He stammered. “You do realize what will happen if he dies?”

“Yeah. I’ll become an orphan. I don’t have any grandparents alive, so living with them is out the question.”

The chief looked down. “Unfortunately, yes…there is one more issue. It’s your choice whether to unplug him or not.” His words stabbed me, making my heart nearly skip a beat. My eyes drifted from the Doctor to scan Jeremy’s body. His thick red hair tangled in a mess of sporadic curls. His brown eyes were closed.

I was considering the choice I was about to confirm. Of course I was thinking about it, but trying to forget it at the same time. But I can’t avoid it. I had to choose Life or Death. Would choosing death for my own brother, my own blood, is a horrible thing? I know it sounds like a dumb question-but he is going to practically die anyway. What if I do unplug him- will he not be able to live his after life? He wouldn’t want that. I wouldn’t want that, either.

Now it was my decision. My choice. My time.

“Yes,” I choked out, my throat becoming dry. “Unplug him. Then watch what I will do from outside the door.” His head snapped up, wide eyed at me. “Go.” He unplugged him, then went over to the door and walked out. His staring through the door was making me uncomfortable, but it didn’t matter right now.

I grabbed two of the needles from my holster, my hand shaking. It seemed unreal. Crazy. But I had to. Leaning over him, I slowly put both needles in his neck. I hear Chief Erik gasp outside the door. I dug the needles all the way through. A sick feeling caught in my throat, and I tried to ignore it. But it wasn’t too easy.

The monitor screen stopped beating. The line went straight, meaning his heart stopped.

Sobbing filled the air as tears rolled down my cheeks. I pray to God that Jeremy has a good afterlife. I hope God forgives me for doing this. It was for the best. He had to know that.

Chief Erik is knocking on the door. I look at him and shake my head. I throw myself to the floor, burying my head in my arms. I was crying like a hose on full blast. The Chief was now pounding on the door. I wave for him to come in.

He opens up the door with no hesitation. “What the hell were you thinking?” He yells. “You could cost me my job, young lady! You’re a fourteen year old, for Christ’s sake! Stabbing

acupuncture needles in someone’s neck were not on the list of how to unplug him!” I don’t even face him. He stops. “Do you hear that?”

“What?” I sniffle a bit after wiping away some tears. Then I hear it. The monitor was beeping.

And his heart was keeping pace.

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