When I regained consciousness

When I regained consciousness I could feel pain everywhere. It seemed like my legs and my right arm were broken. There was a excruciating pain from my back and I could feel that a few of my ribs punctured my lungs and other organs. It was a miracle that I was still alive, even less conscious. To be honest it was painful and a real load of work to even breath. I knew I would most likely die, but I had to at least look if my little sister was okay, so that I can rest peacefully.

I opened my eyes and painfully looked at my little sister who was still curled up in a ball, within the protection of my embrace. She looked at me with big, teary eyes and buried her face in my chest as she cried. She than began to say something that I could barely even hear, but I still managed to.

Sobbingly she said to me,"I´m *sob* sorry big brother, because you have protected me, you are injured *sob* I- I even thought you were… you were."

I smiled kindly at her and patted with my only not broken limb here brown hair, it used up almost all my remaining energy, but I still think it was worth it.

My line of tought wast,

'When I´m going to die then I would at least wait till my sister is saved. When I´m dying now she would be alone with the dead body of her brother, that can´t happen. Help will surely come as loud as the sound from the fall was… I have to at least life until then.'

I combed with my fingers trough her long hair, as she silently cried in my embrace. I wanted to make her feel as protected as I could, even in a situation like this. She looked at me with teary eyes and lessened her crying.

That´s where I said,"Don´t worry little one, help will surely come… and don´t cry over things I decided myself. I wanted to protect you, so you have no right to blame yourself because of that."

With every word I said I felt my energy becoming drier and unbelievable pain going through my body. At the end of my sentence I coughed a mouthful of blood, which only aggravated her fears.

*cough cough*

She looked at me with great worry and fear, as she began to cry even harder and said:" Don´t die big brother I don´t want you to die!"

To be honest it was hurting even more to see her cry like this , because there were very few times she cried and like now I would most of the time be the one to console her. It hurt to think about that it would most likely not be the case anymore, especially from now on where she surely would be traumatized.

My little sister was currently eleven years old. She had like me blue almost grey eyes with long light brown hair that reached till her upper back. I would dare to say that my sister looked relatively cute, because of that ,to my regret, there were many boys which had a crush on her. But what could I do she was growing up and such things were unavoidable. She was intelligent, at least more than me in her age and much more mature. Tough I would give me the credit for that. Her character was similar to mine a very cheerful and easy going one.

She began to lessen her crying, as she was about to speak again, " Please Logan don´t die*sob*don´t leave me alone*sob*please." But sadly I couldn´t promise her anything, because I knew that it would be a lie. My vision began to more and more blur and the pain became bigger. But still I couldn´t die just now, I had to at least wait for two minutes just a bit more, I could already hear the sirens outside the building.

So I gave her the most confident and reassuring look I could effort and answered kindly something I didn´t thought I would say at my end, but thought since I heard from it that it was the truth. It was a cliche anime lie, but I couldn´t come up with something better.

"Little one when do you think people truly die...? When they are shot in the heart…no. When they have a incurable disease…no. When they are involved in an accident…NO!"

*cough cough*

I said the last "NO"loud and with half of my remaining energy that´s why I had to cough a second mouthful of blood. At this point, I could hardly even see something and the pain actually began to lessen a bit. I could hear from above that someone was trying to break the door to the elevator open, surely in a minute they would be here, but it would be a bit to late for me.

I looked in the big, grey- blue eyes of my little sister and gave her my kindest smile. Than I gave a answer to my own question," someone dies when they are forgotten."

And that was the point where I would say my very own few sentences," I would surely die fast after this, but you still have time…So make sure that you life a very long life, with that I could maybe get as old as you are. Do you understand?"

As my sister nodded her little head with tears uncontrollably flowing out of her eyes, somewhat understanding what I wanted to say. At the point as my eyelids became heavier and heavier a few tears rolled down my own eyes. I didn´t want to die, I wanted to struggle as long as I could and maybe live on. I wanted to go out with my friends again and fool around. I wanted to speak with my parents and eat something with them. I wanted to hear stories from my grandparents and learn something new from the world. I didn´t want to leave all of this behind. But slowly as my eyes closed I began to accept all of this.

I accepted that I would die, accepted I would not see all of them again and accepted that I , like everything, will eventually be forgotten. At this moment my lips curled up in a small smile as I lost consciousness for the last time in my life and everything turned black.