It was a warm summers night, it felt like paradise. I was with Him. We sat under the tree just talking. And then it happened: My first kiss. Well first proper kiss. He leaned in, and I closed my eyes. He was such a good kisser. Now THAT felt like paradise! I pulled away, and smiled. The rest of the night was a passionate blur.
"I have to go, Adam." I said, with all honesty.
"Megan? Promise you'll be there, at the beach tomorrow?"
"Yeah, yeah, promise." I got up and picked up my bag. I smiled, turned around and hurried home my parents were going to kill me! I was an hour late.
I got back to the caravan, and the lights were already out. Surely i wasn't that late? I tried the door. Locked! Ahhhh! I didn't know what to do, and i panicked. I didn't have my mobile. Oh stupid! Stupid me! I did the first thing that came to my mind: run to reception.
"Excuse me? Help me please! can I use your phone? Yes its urgent!"
I punched in the number fast .
I tried again and got through.
"Hello Mum where are you?"
On the other end of the line I could hear my mum crying.
"Hi darling, listen we are at the hospital."
At that moment my heart started to beat.
submitted at 12:29pm
2 July 2008