Melanie

As some of you may know I have recently been in a very dark place quite recently. This is because of many reasons, which I would still rather not talk about; the main reason was the death of my best friend Melanie.

We spent almost every moment together, mostly just relaxing and talking to each other about various topics sometimes serious sometimes absolutely random.

One night we were strolling around our town, we were crossing the road outside our local petrol station when a large black SUV came speeding down the hill and hit Melanie, sending her toppling over the car and landing on the hard concrete road with a sickening thud. The rest of the night was a blur I remember riding in the back of the ambulance with her to the hospital, in too much shock to even cry. I spent every moment I could at her bedside; she was drifting in and out of consciousness constantly. One night I remember her saying "I love you Harry, you are my world. I could never live without you."

That night she went into a coma, which she stayed in for three weeks. I spent all of my time simply waiting at her bedside grasping her hand, waiting for her to awake. I can still remember the heart wrenching beep of the life support machine as her heart rate dropped to zero.

The next month I spent feeling completely numb from the emotional pain I had felt. I was basically a walking corpse fighting to simply make it through the day, until one night I was sitting at home listening to music in my room as I had done since Melanie had passed away when I felt a hand close around my own. I turned my head and there she was sitting on my bed with a rose in her hand. She leant over and whispered, "Don't worry hun, I'm happy where I am, and I'll always be watching over you." in my ear.

She then kissed me on my cheek and drifted out of the room.

I fell straight asleep after that incident and awoke thinking it was just a dream, until I spotted the rose laying on my bed and a single tear rolled down my face for the first time in weeks, I knew that I would be able to cope from there on.

I suppose being sensitive to the supernatural can have its plus sides too.

Any comments welcome.