Isaiah: A Short Story
It took Isaiah too long to call 911. It took the operator too long to pick up. The conversation they had took too long. Everything was so drawn out. Seconds were a lifetime.
When the bright red and blue lights finally arrived, Thomas, Alexia and Lane were all unconscious already. It didn’t matter how hard Isaiah shook them. They refused to wake up.
The ambulance felt cold and sterile. Isaiah had never been in one before. It didn’t seem like it was going faster than any of the other cars on the road, though. In fact, he couldn’t even hear sirens, but maybe that was just him,
When they finally arrived at the hospital, Isaiah was told to sit in the waiting room.
He sat there for four hours.
Those four hours were antagonizing. Four hours with
When the bright red and blue lights finally arrived, Thomas, Alexia and Lane were all unconscious already. It didn’t matter how hard Isaiah shook them. They refused to wake up.
The ambulance felt cold and sterile. Isaiah had never been in one before. It didn’t seem like it was going faster than any of the other cars on the road, though. In fact, he couldn’t even hear sirens, but maybe that was just him,
When they finally arrived at the hospital, Isaiah was told to sit in the waiting room.
He sat there for four hours.
Those four hours were antagonizing. Four hours with