Wishful Thinking, Alora Lilljedahl [affordable ebook reader .TXT] 📗

I had always pictured having a good future.. Nice family, comfortable home, paying; yet pleasant career... Always knew exactly what I wanted, and how to get it. I wouldn't say I was a spoiled child, I mean, I worked for what I got, but things came easier to me than they did most others my age. My father was a most respected man, my mother was well known in her chosen career, my twin brother was the star athlete... my family was just a well-respected and well-known family.

Well, that is until tragedy struck. Lucas and I were driving home one night from another one of his stupid girlfriend's lame parties. Neither of us drank anything, because it just was never appealing to us. We did, however, stay until everyone left, because Lucas and I were the 'transportation twins'.. Meaning, if someone got a little too drunk, Either he or I would take the keys and drive that person home. Whoever wasn't driving with the drunkard would tag along behind in a separate vehicle, so that we could get back. We didn't mind, because it gained us respect, and we wanted to help.

Anyways, back to the tragedy thing.. Our cousin's girlfriend, Sasha, was the newest drunk added to the collection of those we had to take home.. Thankfully, she lived a couple houses down, so She just tagged a ride with us on our way home. Sasha was laying down in the backseat, me in the passenger seat, and Lucas driving..

Out of nowhere, Sasha sat up and came on to Lucas.. Or tried to anyways. It was really distracting, and I did what I could to get her off him, so that he could drive more safely.. At the moment, we were all over the road, and we were nearing an intersection. Lucas had turned around completely to push Sasha off and didn't see that the light had turned red and an 18-wheeler was coming towards us. We weren't going to come out of this uninjured. "Lucas, Look out!!!" He turned around just in time for the impact, and everything went dark....

I went in and out of consciousness, only to learn Lucas passed on impact, and Sasha had broken bones and was to be sent to surgery as soon as the ambulance left..

All of a sudden, I was fine. I could see and hear everything going on around me perfectly, and Lucas was standing right beside me. I looked down, and saw...Me. Broken and bloody and bent in unnatural angles...and most obviously dead. Lucas and I looked at the scene as it played out. I saw the EMT grab my cell and look for my ICE contact. I had 3. Mom, Lucas, and my Dad. Since Lucas was also in the same predicament as me, they called mom.

10 minutes later, mom and dad ran up to the wreck. (we only live a couple streets over from where we wrecked) Mom collapsed next to our bodies, sobbing and screaming for us to come back. I wanted to comfort her, but there was nothing I could do. So, on we watched.. We never saw the light, we just.. existed. No one saw or heard us. We were just there; following our friends and watching what was supposed to be our lives just go on without us.

The funeral came about 2 days later, and quite a few people showed up. You know how they say "you never really know who all cares until your funeral comes" or however that saying goes? Yeah, a lot of people that I never figure would show up, did. Now, I don't recommend dying just to see who cares, because that is just possibly the worst mistake you can make. It's not all that fun to attend your own funeral, knowing how hurt everyone is, watching them break, then act strong in front of your parents and your casket. It's pretty heart-wrenching if you ask me.

Sasha lived, but she no longer has use of her legs.. Sadly, she believes it is her fault that we passed on, which, in a sense, it was.. But I don't blame her. Not really. It was just mine and Lucas's time to move on from that stage of life.. Sure, we still have some stuff to take care of, but once that is finished, there is a whole new world waiting for us.

I used to think I had all the time in the world to figure who I was, who I would be, where i would go, and all that good stuff.. But now, since that was taken away from me by force, All I have to look forward to is fixing things with Lucas, then moving on to the next chapter.. Life in Heaven.

I guess for now, you could call us guardian angels... We do what we can do until we can go in the light.

Publication Date: 04-01-2017

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