GENRE: YA Mystery
I grasped for the phone, but it slipped: my hands slick with my sister's blood.
"Damn it to hell," I cried.
I reached for it again. This time more slowly, but my wet hands were shaking and once again, it crashed to the floor. On the third try, I managed to punch in 911.
"9-1-1, what's your emergency?"
I couldn't take my eyes off my sister. "Please, oh my God, please you have to help me." I tried to slow down my breathing so I could talk but I couldn't catch my breath. My lungs were pumping but nothing was happening. "Alright Miss, but I need to know how I can help you. Can you tell me what's going on..um, what's your name?" "It's Autumn. Please you've got to send an ambulance immediately... my sister's been hurt. She's bleeding and I can't find a pulse. I live at 1698 Nolana Road. Please! Hurry!"
"Okay, Autumn, I've dispatched the paramedics but I'm going to ask you some..." she said.
I threw the phone on the carpet. I needed to do something, anything. There was so much blood; I couldn't see how to stop it. My mind was blank, refusing to process what it was seeing.
"C'mon Celeste, don't this. Help's on the way. Please, please, please. God! You have to help her." My heart jack-hammered against my chest making me cough.