stopped me from having my joyful moment and told me this could actually be bad for Maya. She had a fifty-fifty chance of surviving. The doctors said that we don't have anything to worry about and the procedure would be great. Maya and I talked until she was taken back for the procedure. We said bye to each other and Maya said see you later, but I heard my dad mutter to himself hopefully we'll see you later. The procedure took about three hours, and we also had to wait until she woke up because they had given her anesthesia. They called us back and told us Maya was ready to see us. We headed back to the room and the doctor told us he had some news for us. I felt a lump form in my throat and my palms were sweating as if it was summer and it as one hundred degrees outside. I knew this wasn't going to be good news. The doctor told us that Maya's body responded well in the beginning, but in the middle of the procedure something went wrong and her body wasn't taking it in like it was supposed to. He finished off with, "I'm sorry, but Maya may not make it through the day." My heart broke into a million pieces like someone smashed it with a hammer, and I could feel the life drain out of my parents. I couldn't think about life without Maya, but right now it was important to spend all two hours with her and talk and hug her as much as possible. I rushed into the room and gave her a big hug and I began to cry rivers. I just couldn't handle it any more. I was going to miss Maya with all my heart. We spent two hours playing, talking, and laughing all together as a family. I gave her a huge hug as did my parents, and we gave her a big kiss on her forehead. She told us she knew she wasn't going to make it through today, and she had to go visit God upstairs and that she would miss us dearly, but she'll never forget us and she'll always love us. We all cried because we knew this would be the last time we saw her. While we were playing she began to get extremely weak, and I could slowly see the life drift out of her eyes. I gave her one last big hug because I knew this was it, and as soon as I grabbed ahold of her she whispered I love you Mikayla, and then the life line went dead and I cried and cried. I held onto her tightly and never let go until the nurses had to barge in and pry me off of her while I screamed and kicked. I couldn't believe that something so precious could just be taken away from you like that. As I stepped away I could see her small frail body sinking into the hospital bed. My parents were sitting in the chair crying their eyes out. I stepped into the hall and prayed to God that he would protect her there and that she would be loved. Then I slumped to the floor and fell to sleep. I'll never forget her beautiful smile to this day. I will always think about her and I'll never stop dreaming about her. From that day on I would always dream about our family being together again in a place that people wouldn't die and they would live together forever. She will always be in my heart and I'll never forget what she said when she died in my arms. "I love you, Mikayla." 24

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