When I was a kid I knew a girl named Eve, we played together almost everyday and I lived next door to her. We always had fun when we played together and would do all sorts of things. One day our parents sent us to pick up some groceries at a nearby supermarket. Everything was going fine. We walked through the store finding what we needed and even got an extra thing or two for us. We left but instead of going home we decided to take a detour and follow a stray cat we had seen.
We followed it for about thirty minutes or so before it got scared by a dog barking and ran away. Eve hadn't noticed but I realised that I had no clue where we were so I just pretended to walk like I knew where I was going. We eventually made it back to an area that I knew but it was dark out at the time so I walked us into a more well lit area. We were almost home and I was happy that we had found our way back so I wasn't focusing on her. This was a mistake as she would always get distracted by things. We got to a crosswalk that was a straight path to our house and I was staring at the sign waiting for it to say we could walk.
It turned green and we started to walk, once we were at the end I suddenly heard a meow from a cat and turned around. It was the same cat which we had seen earlier, it was on the other side of the road so I really didn't pay it any attention. Then I looked to my right where Eve was and noticed she vanished. I then turned around and saw her running towards the cat. I screamed at the top of my lungs, "EVE, DON'T GO!" She paid no attention to this and kept running until a car came into view.
She got scared and stopped dead in her tracks, and then it hit her. She went flying and the car just kept going. A trail of blood stained the white cross walk and Eve laid there, motionless. A crowd of people surrounded her and called an ambulance, while I simply just staired. I was so shocked I was unable to do a thing but stare. Eve has been in a Coma for the past ten years now. Today would have been her seventeenth birthday but, because of me, she won't get to experience it, just like all of her other past birthdays over these ten years.
I have always hated myself since then, if it weren't for me walking us back into the city and not paying attention to her then she would be here today. I haven't seen Eve since she got into a Coma because I am too scared to. I actually do plan on visiting Eve every single birthday but I have still been unable to do it even once, I even have an entire collection of gifts I bought for her. I would almost never leave my room for about a month afterwards but eventually I realised I couldn't keep that up forever. So I started living my life like normal again just bearing this pain deep inside of me always. Sometimes I still have nightmares about it and don't sleep for days.
I do my best to try and live my life because if I didn't then I would just be in even more pain. I am in my last year of Highschool at the moment and although it was hard I did make a few friends in the past few years. Without them I probably wouldn't be sane. I do still get updates on Eve's condition from her parents because they don't believe I did anything wrong even though I do, however, nothing really ever changes all that much.
However, Eve has been in critical condition multiple times and some doctors have even said they don't believe she will make it but, I do. I will always believe that she will wake up one day, always, even if I die before it happens I just know she will. It is not that I do not wish to accept reality, I am aware of everything going on, this is just a hope that I must hold onto to be able to live, because hope is good enough for me. There is always a chance that tomorrow I could get a call and hear she woke up, or maybe I could find out this was all just a long bad dream. This is why hope is all I need to keep going, to keep living my life, so that is exactly what I do.