for my end of the year ELA project/report, my teacher told us to get into book clubs and write an prequel or epilogue of our book club book. we were allowed to split up the parts of the prequel/epilogue between out book club members.  SO. i've somewhat wanted to post my part in the epilogue on here since i haven't exactly written anything on this site yet. but beware, it is VERY mini and inda drabble-ish so. yeaaa. lol. please don't hesistate to critic my work. and PLEASE DON'T EXPECT MUCH. thank youuuu. 

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I can see him directly in my line if vision. The man I was searching for all this time, Augustus Waters. My one and only love, and my soul mate. He’s so close yet when I try to touch him, I cannot reach him.

“……you.” Huh? I couldn’t comprehend what he was trying to tell me.

“I miss you.” It was louder this time. But why would he miss me? We were right in front of each other. My brain wasn’t processing any of this; it didn’t want to process any of this. Augustus lifted up a finger as if he was point towards someone behind me and screamed.

I was so confused. Why was he screaming? Is he scared of something behind me? But there wasn’t anything or anyone behind me. But suddenly, I felt something wrap itself around my neck and squeezed. My lungs had shut down completely. Everything turned to black. I had drifted off…until I realized. I realized that Augustus was still back there, there with the monster. The idea of him getting hurt again was so unbearable. If only I could open my eyes…if only…

The first thing I saw was white. White walls, white ceilings, white lights, white sheets. Everything was white meaning I was at the hospital…again. Then, I remembered, Augustus, he was still back there with the monster. I started calling for help, screaming actually until my mom ran into my room.

“Hazel, baby what’s wrong?”

“He…Augustus…he…he’s in danger…the monster…” I couldn’t finish my story; the idea of him being in danger was just too much.

“Oh, honey…” I looked up to see my mom gazing at me with pitiful eyes…why was she like that? Why is she looking at me like she’s about to cry?

I spent the rest of the week like a zombie; going in and out of consciousness thanks to the tubes and medicine that are all going into my body. But my mind is filled with only one thing: Augustus. No matter what happens to me, he will always be a part of me that I can never erase.

After the drugs start to fade away, I managed to get my lucidity back. Angry whispers, that’s the first thing I hear. Right away I could make out the woman’s voice to be my mom. But why is she so mad? What’s wrong? Then I realized that a lot of things were wrong. Why am I in a hospital bed? What’s the meaning of all of this? Why isn’t Augustus right by my side?

The hushed whispers started to invade my thoughts.

“…coma…minor amnesia…depression…”

My brain picked this moment to start functioning again; trying to solve the puzzle that was my memories. Then I remembered it all; my cancer, meeting Augustus Waters, our whirlwind romance, Amsterdam, his diagnosis, Augustus dying, the grievance, and the last letter.  It had all came back to me. Everything made sense now. It was just a nightmare…but why do I feel like its still continuing?

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ok. so. WHAT DO YOU GUISE THINK? lol. i was kinda thinking of writing some fanfics on here...but haven't actually had the guts to start cause it seems like too much of a process...plus my writing is like asdfghjkl. lol. so. ANYWAYS. opinions. suggestions. comments. all go down below. THANKSSS. c: 

- jessy