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I swear, I have just died. I was heading toward a beautiful, warm white light. And I swear I saw Jordan there. And he looked... oh, he looked wonderful, no older than he was the day he died. So comforting... so welcoming... If this was death, who needed life? I ran to him, and he actually hugged me. Like, how you hug someone you love, not like one of those little friendly American hugs you always see girls giving each other. I wrapped my arms around him and smiled, burying my head in his shoulder... He smiled too, holding me tightly. And he told me... "Turn around, girlfriend." I looked up at him, amazed. "What...?" "I don't want you to end your life so quickly. Don't let your life get cut short like mine was." "I... Jordan..." "I love you, Dakota... I do, honest... but I don't want you to give up on life because I'm not there to be with you." "Jordan..." "When I see you here again... I want you to tell me all sorts of things about your life," he told me. "Turn right around and go back home... and don't look back, sweetheart... don't look back." "I..." He brushed aside a lock of my hair, smiling in that way he always used to when he was alive... "Go on, hon..." I hugged him again, he held me tightly to him, his arms around my waist. "I'll miss you so much, Jordan..." "And I'll miss you, Dakota. I will. But... I'll always treasure what little time we did have together. I... look forward to meeting you again... after you've had a long, interesting life full of stories to tell me... You have so much potential... to do great things... things other people can only dream of. I want you to go and accomplish those things, so that you can really say you've lived your life right." "Jordan..." "I'll wait for you here... when the time is right. Now go." "You'll be here?" "Right here. Waiting for you. Only you." "No one else?" He actually laughed. "No, no one else. Just... just you, Dakota." "Ok..." "It'll be all right, sweetie... just go back... Sarah's waiting for you. Don?t let her think you've died." "I... I won't." He smiled, nodding a little. "Atta girl. Go on, then. Do great things." I left the warm comfort of his embrace, and looked at him one last time. Finally, I turned, reluctant to go back, I supposed to my life. "Don't look back," Jordan reminded me warmly. "Go on..." I walked forward, using every ounce of self-restraint I had to keep from looking back at him... I could hear a voice in the distance... I woke up in my hospital bed, completely confused. "Dakota!" My little sister Sarah had been calling my name. She was holding my hand so tightly it hurt and was numb. "Oh! Are you all right, Kota?" "Y-Yeah..." Was that a dream.... or did I actually die? Hmmm....
Dakota_DoReMo · Sun Dec 04, 2005 @ 05:52pm · 1 Comments |
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