THE WEEK I DIED

Chapter 1. Day 1 My bedroom door is locked,my family just think that l'm asleep ,or i wanted alone time .I always liked being alone .I hear my mom call my name and say dinner is ready but they don't realise that I'll never be able to eat again .she calls my name again,no answer ,she sends my brother up to get me ,the door won't badge.i forget that he has a key ,the only one with a key to my room.i hate myself for letting him have that. Now he has to see me first.I hear the door unlock. then a scream .My parents came rushing up ,along with my dog barking.I can hear their cries.My mum rushes up to me and feels my cold ,lifeless body.she cries with me in her arms as my dad calls 911.they can't save me now and before i know it.I'm rushed to the hospital.i won't woke up. Day 2 The news didn't really spread around yet,they still have faith that i'd wake up ?? i never did .none of my relatives really know yet , i don't know why they didn't tell them.it was strange. My neighbours knocked on our door the girl in my age was asking where I was ,she noticed the ambulance yesterday .my mom slammed the door at her. ??? I still don't know why she did that . i felt confused. Nobody goes near my room especially my brother, he can't bare the thought about my death. He still doesn't believe it ,i felt bad. My parents have just been crying.they can't put it together. Why didn't i notice that my baby was struggling. Yeah. why didn't you ? You never even asked. Its like i didn't exist in this all world. Chapter 2. Day 3 My dad told my uncle and aunt , i never really spoke to them.They were always distant after all , they did live quite far away. Soon the news spread even more people in my area sent letters . i never knew any of them. In some of the letters i read the words."she was always smiling", she always looked happy. She. She. She.they didn't know me either. My dog always lay in my bed wondering when i would come back. I'm sorry daisy . I'm not coming back. My brother can't stop picturing me, when he walked in. The guilt towers over me i didn't want him to see. i'm sorry. Day 4 My funeral's coming up ,most people know now and soon enough my brother finally opens up my door. It reminds him of that night ,the night everything happened. The night went wrong. His eyes look at my bedside table his name written in bold. He opens it , soon enough his tears have flooded the papers. My dog just laying down next to him,wondering what's going on, she can smell my scent on the papers. My family opened their letters and realise why i didn't, they're confused ,why didn't i tell them? They are aware that it's not their fault,its really never anyone's fault. Chapter 3. Day 5 It's my funeral today the day everyone was dreading upon,my makeup is done ,i never really liked makeup. Im wearing different clothes a light yellow dress. Yellow was my favourite colour. My dog was invited ,normally she wouldn't do well with these types of events. That's why we never brought her anywhere,but she knew something was off. She lays next to my ,My lifeless body.She wishes for one last pet ,just one . I never said goodbye. It's time to walk up to my body,my brother knows that i never liked makeup.He wipes it off for me .He knows I'd like that. Day 6 It's the day after my funeral. My body is underground now,cold .My mother put my favourite things down with me even my childhood teddy. When my brother visits ,he always brings daisy with him . she can't smell me anymore. My scent has faded. Day 7 it's been a week. I've been dead. For one whole all week. Nobody goes in my room anymore cause they can't handle the thought of me ,my death.and my parents can't even accept the fact that they only have one child now. i'm sorry. "the week i died"