Benedito Goncalo Cruz Pereira
Multiple nurses and doctors held Bobby's body down as he convulsed so violently I could hear his joints pop after not being used for so long. His eyes were partially open as they rolled to the back of his head as a doctor prepared an injection to put into his IV.
Jordon, Clyde, myself and Bobby's father watched in horror as his body calmed down for a few seconds. Doctor Otto hurriedly cheeked his vitals on the heart monitor as we all heard the beeps start to slow down.
"Oh my God," Jordon placed her hand over her mouth as the beeps became less frequent.
I felt completely numb to the world as I saw multiple hospital staff run around as they tapped on machines and prepared different types of drugs.
Bobby's body looked stiller than I had ever seen it as he laid there as Doctor Otto shouted out orders.
