Stories
1.) My name is Scott Stevens and this is a story about one
of my best friends, Frank.
It was a sunny day in the nice little town of Poway.
And to make the day even better, it was the last day of school. Every
teenager that attended my school was going to be at some sort of party....including
me. Me best friend Frank was throwing a party for all our friends,
which is actually the largest group of people at my school.
Right after school I went home with
Frank to help him set up for the Party. The party was up and running
a little bit late, but it didn't seem like anybody cared. Everybody
was having a blast. Then the worst thing in the world happened. I
found out later that the reason people were late was because they had to
get the "beverages", If you know what I mean.
I was a little bit thirsty so I went
to the Kitchen were all the stuff was. When I got there I was horrified
at what I saw. There was a liquor cabinet that was left slightly
opened and very empty, and the room had every hard liquor imaginable.
The room reeked of beer and other alcohol smells. As I stood there
in utter horror, I heard a loud shriek. I turned and ran out to the
back yard, and as I approached the back door I saw who was screaming.
It was Zoe, Frank's girlfriend. As I moved closer to her I found
out why she was screaming. Frank had gotten drunk and hit is falling
into the pool.
I jumped in after him not even thinking
of anything else to do. I brought him up and a couple of guys helped
me pull him out of the pool. I yelled, "CALL 911!!!!". By this
time Zoe had drawn in quite a crown and everybody was trying to find out
what was wrong. I knew what I had to do, of course I had to do it
because he was my best friend. I propped his head up and proceeding
to administer CPR. I kept pushing in on his chest, praying to myself
for his life. Just when I was about to give up, Frank began coughing
up water. I turned him onto his side so that he wouldn't choke on
the water he was coughing up.
The paramedics arrived a few minutes
later and Frank was still coughing up a little water. The paramedics
strapped him into the ambulance and rushed him to the hospital. Zoe
and I followed. I had just gotten my license so I drove because she
was too shook up. when we got there we waited in the waiting room
for about an hour. The doctor finally came out and pulled us out
of the waiting room and into an office. He said, I am very sorry
about having to tell you this, but..." Zoe began to cry again and leaned
over to me."...We lost him. If you would like to see him one last time
you can." Zoe was crying to hard to answer, but I new that I needed
to see him one last time. I walked out of the office and saw his
parents coming in. I was bombarded with all their questions, so I
told them the bad news. His mother acted the same exact way that
Zoe did when she found out. The three of us (His mom and dad, and
I) walked over to the elevator and as we walked to his room i told them
the whole story. Frank's mom was the first one into the room. She
ran to the side of the bed and began crying. I walked over to the
other side of the bed and took frank's hand in mine. My eyes began
to tear up more and more. I looked at my best friend on his death
bed and a single tear rolled down my cheek. Frank's mom grabbed his
other hand and looked at his class ring. She took it off his finger
and walked over to me. She opened my hand and put the ring in my
palm. "I want you to have this because you two were the best of friends
and you guys were always there for each other. Even when you guys
were little, you would lie for each other so you didn't get in trouble."
I giggled a little but soon stopped myself and gave his mom and dad a big
hug. They both left the room , but i wanted to stay a little longer.
I sat by his bed and took his hand in mine and said this, "You were and
are my best friend. You will always have a special place in my heart.
I will never ever forget you." I stood up and pulled his blanket
up over his face. I looked at the ring and a single tear fell and
hit it right on his name. I put the ring on my finger, looked at it for
a second then began to walk out of the room. I turned around and
said, "Good Bye Frank."
By The Hunter
