Bad News (Narrative)
(Based on true events. Written August 2017: Bevill State, revised July 2018) It was August 3rd 2012 at 11:06pm. The clock creeped towards the deadline of my online class, while I sat in the Flowers Hospital’s waiting area on the 3rd floor. My family and I waited on my mother to finally meet Jesus. My mom was lost in her coma due to a car crash months prior while I attended college. My instructor, sympathetic to my situation, promised me an extension anytime I needed it. Amidst group projects, papers and reports, my mother, my best supporter and friend, was slipping away for me. The only warmth in the tiny room was from my school laptop resting on my lap. My Aunt and older sister sat on either side of me in the device’s heat until they received the unwanted news. I, too, waited with them and on my instructor to message me back. My screen displayed my classroom chat messages; the message I sent last week asking for my guaranteed extension was the last thing I’d written. My eye
