This is a true story about a girl who died very unhappily. She died on the 12th of June, the day before her birthday. She died thinking the saddest thought you can.
She died thinking she wouldn’t be missed.
Marie walked slowly up the hill, her back burning from the red hot sun. She put my hand over my eyes shielding them from the light.
‘I wonder’ She thought ‘I wonder if I died would any one miss me?’ She sighed. What was the point? She knew the answer. No. They hated her. She wasn’t sure why as different people said different things. She was deep in thought when she wandered into the road.
“MOVE” She heard screams “Get out of the road!”
She moved her hand from her face to see what the problem was, the sun burned into her eyes, she couldn’t see. Suddenly a sharp pain fired up her legs and back.
Darkness.
She was in a coma for days. Hi-tech machines and equipment surrounded her. She heard the beeping of the life support machine, the far away shouts of dying patients. She tried to force her face into a smile. She was alive. Suddenly she realized her face wasn’t moving, she tried to prize open her eyes but her body wouldn’t work. She tried to shout for help but her mouth wouldn’t move and the words didn’t come out.
She waited. She had no choice it was all she could do. Soon her parents came into the little side room she had been put in. She still couldn’t move.
“It’s been 6 days now Liz” Said her dad shaking his head “I think we have lost her”
Her mum let out a startled cry “No. I will not give up. Never” She stared her husband in the eye. He forced a weak smile and nodded his head gently to show he agreed. Her mum held her hand whilst she fell into a deep sleep.
The next day she woke up to hear the familiar voices of her parents. They were talking to some one else she realized. She listened for a moment and realized it was a doctor.
“It’s been a week now Mr. and Mrs. Griffin, we are losing hope. This afternoon we will turn the life support machine off to see if she can breathe unaided” He sighed.
Marie’s parents went silent. They wanted to protest but inside they knew it was the right thing to do.
Marie however knew she was alive. She wanted to tell them, she wanted to scream out in rage, but she couldn’t.
The afternoon rolled by and she soon found herself in the room with her parents and the doctor again. Her heart beat started to race. Faster, faster, faster. The machine was beeping at the same rate as her heart. Suddenly she felt dizzy. The voices were blurry and strange sounding. She saw bright shapes and colors behind her eyelids. She felt heavy and knew she was going to die.
Suddenly she felt her legs kicking and her arms flailing, her mouth open and she screamed “I WON’T BE MISSED”
This is my first short story posted i know it really is very short but i'm working on them... i have longer ones but i'm working up you know? cos i havnt been writing very long because i'm only twelve
I'm open to any coments by the ways
American schools sound great... not
? I'm into sad endings though so I didn't really like that surprise I'm awake ending. You are a great writer, especially for your age. 
