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Against All Odd's Chapter Twenty Seven-Twenty Eight
By Michelle R Kidwell Power In The Pen
Monday, February 13, 2006

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Closing Chapters

 


 


 


 


 


            “I want to hear everything Chandra.”  I told my best friend at lunch Monday


morning.  She had told me a little bit on Sunday after Church but I wanted to know more.


 


            “Alright Shana, alright.”


 


            “Did you have a good time?”


 


            “Yes a very good time.”


 


            “Was Jeff all you believed he would be?”


 


            “All of that and more.”


 


            I smiled at my friend, glad she had a good time.  Glad that she did not find


someone that was good to her, and I was glad that she had not been blinded by love like I


was.  We had known Jeff for awhile, and he never proved to be a jerk unlike Chad.


 


            “I wish you could have been there Shana, it was great.  It was all that we ever


imagined.  I felt like a princess.  I’m afraid that some of the kids needed to hear what


happened to you though, because they were talking about drinking afterwards.”


 


            That I hated to hear.  I did not want another family to be hurt over a tragedy.  No


one needed to go through what I went through, or worse.  I knew compared to some


others who got in the car with someone drinking I was lost, and sometimes it was


innocent people who died, because a drunk crashed into them.


 


            “I wish this didn’t happen, but I am afraid it does.  I was hoping people would


learn from my mistake.”


 


            “Sometimes people have to make mistakes of their own, before they learn.”


 


            “Unfortunately I know that is true .”


 


            I wondered how the mood had so quickly changed.


 


 


            “Keep telling people about what’s happened to you, and I think people will listen


to you, you just have to keep talking to them, telling them what you’ve been through.”


 


            “I know, but it still hurts to think that people are putting themselves in the kind of


situation I put myself in.”


 


            I looked at my friend again, and could see she was still thinking about Jeff and the


Prom.  I wanted to hear more about the night, and I wanted to hear the details.


 


            “Where did Jeff take you to eat before Prom.”


 


            “Luigi’s.” Chandra said smiling.  I had heard of the high style Italian Restaurant,


and Mom and I had gone down there several times but I had never been taken with a date. 


Chad certainly never took me anywhere fancier than the pizza parlor, and even that was a


stretch.


           


            “Wow, Chandra, that’s great.  I have only been there with my Mom.”


 


            “I didn’t think Chad would take you anywhere like that.”


 


            “Yeah I guess you saw how he could be.”


 


            “Shana I would have to be blind not to see the way he treated you.”


 


            “Well I am glad Jeff isn’t that way.”


 


            “So am I, he was so amazing he came in and talked to Mom while I got ready, and


he got me a matching corsage, and he even got me the cutest teddy bear, and a dozen


roses, I felt like a princess Shana, it was so awesome. It just felt right dancing with him,


being with him.  He’s a Christian and that’s the best part of all.”


 


            “ I am glad you deserved this, you deserved to be loved like that.  I’m glad Jeff


asked you to the prom, and did everything for you that he did.”


 


“You deserved to be loved like that too Shana, you deserved to be treated like a


princess.”


 


            “I don’t know about that, but thank you for saying so.”


 


            Chandra and I sat in silence for a few more minutes.  Chandra probably thinking


about the prom and how her night with Jeff was, and I was trying not to focus on the fact


that I had missed the Prom.  I was trying to think of more positive things to focus on like


the fact that I had made it through most of the semester and had been able to catch up on


my work despite all the school I had missed.  I was happy to find out that I had kept up


despite everything.  If everything went well the next June I would be graduating with my


class and that made me happy.


 


            Despite the fact that I had missed the prom I was happy to hear that Chandra had


such a wonderful time.  I could tell she was enjoying telling me about Chandra and I was


happy to know that she wanted to share these moments with me.  It was good to be able


to hear at least she had a good time, and that she had been happy.  I had tried to be happy,


but it had not been easy staying at home the night of the Prom while everyone else was


having a good time, dancing and being with their dates.


 


            “Shana are you okay?”


 


            “I’m okay.”  I said.  “I just had a lot on my mind.”


 


            “Are you sure?”


 


            “I’m sure.”


 


            “You got awfully quiet.”


 


            “Like I said I was just thinking.”


 


            I didn’t mean to sound snappish but even to my own ears it sounded that way to


me.


 


            “I’m sorry Chandra, I sounded rude.”


 


            “It’s okay you’ve had a lot on your mind lately.”


 


            “That’s still no excuse for me being rude to you.”


 


            “You don’t have to apologize.  I really am happy you had such a good time with


Jeff, I am glad you were able to go.”


 


            “I missed having you there though, I missed being able to share in the moment


with my best friend.”


 


            “I missed being there.”


 


           



 


 


Chapter Twenty Eight:


 


            It was hard to believe that school was soon going to be closing, and Chandra and I


would be Seniors instead of Juniors.  It was going to be our last year of high school and


I knew the year was going to be a bittersweet one, but my junior year had been one too. 


This school year had been one that brought a lot of changes and sorrows, but I had


learned from these lessons as well, and I prayed that I would be able to touch others and


prevent them from making the mistakes I made.


 


            “It’s strange that we only have one school year left.”


 


            “Yeah it is, but it’s going to be even stranger when we graduate next year.” I


pointed out to Chandra.


 


            “It’s just hard to believe that we were facing our last year of childhood, our last


year of high school.”


 


            “I know, and we think we’re going to feel weird about it, wait until our Mom’s


see us at graduation.”  Chandra said smiling.  I knew she was right, our Mom’s would be


a mess on our graduation day, and they would both have a right to be, because we had


both almost not made it to graduation,  I had made a stupid decision that had nearly


caused me my life, and Chandra had battled cancer when we were younger, and she had


been so sick for awhile that everyone worried she might not make it.


 


            “I guess they have a right to be happy, we put them through a lot.”


 


            “I guess we did.”


 


            In a few days we would face finals, but I had managed to keep up somehow, and I


wasn’t to worried, although I hated tests I was pretty sure I would do okay. I could not let


myself get worried sick over tests for one thing I knew that could not be good for me, for


another I had been studying so I was pretty certain that I would pass. 


 


            “Are you ready for finals?” I asked Chandra.


 


            “Yeah, we’ve been studying together so I think we are both going to be okay


when it comes to the tests.”


 


            “Good, me too.  It’s just hard to believe we only have one more year of high


school.”


 


            “Are you going to college?” Chandra asked.


 


            “Yeah, I’m going, I think Miss Rouseau was right, I think I am going to try to be


a teacher.  She helped me see that with being a teacher using your brain is more important


than what you can and can’t do with your arms or legs.”


 


            “I’ll miss Miss Rouseau when we leave here.” Chandra said.  “I think we need


more teachers like Miss Rouseau.”


 


            “I think so too.”


 


            Chandra looked at me the look of concern on her face again, almost as if she


could see what I was thinking, which was I was going to be facing graduation in a year


and I would not be able to walk down the stadium.  It was something small to others,


something they didn’t think about, but the thought had been with me since the accident.


 


            “Are you thinking about graduation?” Chandra asked.


 


            “How did you know?”


 


            “Because we’re best friends, and because I can see that you are upset.  It was bad


enough you missed prom, but now you’re thinking about not being able to walk up to the podium to get your diploma aren’t you?  I know it’s a year away, but it’s normal to think


about it, especially after all you have been through.”


 


            “I just feel silly worrying about it, feeling the way I do about it.  I should be


happy to be able to make it to graduation.  I should be celebrating what I have.”


 


            “Shana you can’t always be happy even the Bible says there is a time and season


for everything under the sun.”


 


“I know Chandra, but lately I feel like I’ve been focusing more on the negative or


at least that’s what it seems.”


 


“Have you talked about this with Charlotte?”


 


            “Yeah, she says what you say, it’s normal to feel a little depressed


sometimes, but I have to give my worries to the Lord.  I have been but it always seems I


think of a new worry, something else to focus on, and I start feeling down again.”


 


            I was tired of feeling so down.  I wanted to feel happier again.  I wanted to focus


more on the positive things like the fact that I was here, and I was about to finish my


junior year of high school.  I had survived a crash that could have easily killed me and yet


I was focusing on the negative things. 


 


            Lord I have so many positive things to thank you for, so why is it, I am focusing


on what’s negative here.  Yes I lost my ability to walk, and most of the movement in my


arms but I am alive Lord, and you have a plan and purpose for my life.  I have so many


positive things in my life, so many good things, I have a family who cares about me, and I


have friends that care about me Lord, and I have you to lean on Lord, that’s the most


important aspect of this all.


 


           


            I felt a sense of peace wash over me after praying.  It was as if the Lord was


telling me I was going to be alright.  I had made it this far, and I was going to make it farther.


 


            “Are you okay Shana?”


 


            “Actually I am feeling a lot better Chandra, I guess praying does a lot for a


person.”


 


            “I know it does.”


 


            Chandra and I let a silence fall over us for a few minutes.  We were both lost in


our own thoughts and our own prayers.  We had a lot to think about and a lot to thank


God for.  I was thankful that I had a good Christian friend, a friend who stuck beside me


no matter what happened.  She was the only friend who had come to the hospital


everyday to visit me.  She and Mom made those days in the hospital a little more bearable,


and she was the friend who didn’t think of me as less of a person because of the crash,


because I was paralyzed and she wouldn’t let me think any less of myself anymore.


 


            I wondered why more people weren’t like Chandra.  I knew that true friends,


friends that would stick beside you no matter what were hard to find, and they were


hard to find, especially friends who would stick beside you even after treating them


horribly, after an accident turns your life upside down.  If everyone had a friend like that,


I knew the world would be a better place to live.


 


            Despite everything I have been through in the past year the Lord was opening my


eyes to my blessings and suddenly the things that mattered to be before seemed less


important than before.  I was suddenly beginning to understand the things that mattered


most,  which was of course faith, family and friends.  Everything else wasn’t as important


as it was before.


 


            “I’m kind of getting excited about this, in a few days we will no longer be


Juniors.” Chandra said, breaking the silence.


 


            “It is exciting isn’t it.”  It was not a question, but a statement.


 


            “It doesn’t seem like very long ago that we were little girls playing with dolls.”


 


            “I guess it wasn’t so long ago that we were little girls, but I guess time does fly. 


And we are both blessed to be here.”


 


            “Yes we are. I was scared that I was going to loose you when you were in the


hospital.”


 


            “I remember being afraid like that, when I found out you had cancer.  We were so


young then and it was so scary.”


 


            “It’s pretty scary when you get older too.”


 


            “The Lord had a plan for us though, so we are here.”


 


            “I’m glad we are, and I am glad we’ve been friends for all these years.”


 


            “So am I, I really don’t know what I would have done without your friendship.”


 


            “I don’t know what I would do without your friendship either.  I have depended


so much on you, and you’ve stuck by me through everything, even when I was a jerk to


you.”


 


            “I knew you didn’t really mean the things you said, I knew that you were just


afraid to see what we saw in Chad.”


 


            “I don’t know if I was afraid or if I was just upset about it.”


 


                        Chandra and I spent more time after school studying during the few days before finals but it not only was studying we focused on, but she talked about Jeff, and I talked again about my dreams of being a teacher, a dream I had thought had died when the impact of the crash had paralyzed me but Miss Rouseau had showed me otherwise. 


Maybe I really could be a good teacher, maybe I should go to college and achieve my


dreams.  I probably wouldn’t be able live in a dorm room or anything, but at least I was


able to go to college.


 


            “You know we could still do what we talked about before.” Chandra said.  It was


as if my expressions gave away what I was thinking about.


 


            “Chandra be practical, I need to much help, how would you be able to do that and


study for your classes and everything.”


 


            “Shana I think I know what I can handle and what I can’t handle.”


 


            “Chandra it’s embarrassing having to have my best friends help with almost every


aspect of my personal needs.”


 


            “Shana you’re getting stronger, someday you may be able to pretty much take


care of yourself.”


 


            “I want to believe that, but sometimes I’m afraid to, because I am afraid of getting


my hopes up only to have them crushed again.”


 


            “I thought you were trying to look at the positive side of things.”


 


            “I am Chandra, but I’ve got to remain practical too.”


 


            “It’s okay to have hope.”


 


            “I know that in my heart, but sometimes in my mind I am afraid to believe that.”


 


 


            A week and a half later Chandra and I found ourselves saying goodbye to the


teachers for the summer, and praying that we had did as well on the finals as we thought we would.  I also had to take the time to say thank you to Miss Rouseau because she had been so good to me and had helped me to see that I could still make something of my life, the fact that I couldn’t walk, and could barely use my arms didn’t mean I couldn’t think and couldn’t dream, and Chandra had been right, I was getting stronger and after we finished our senior year Chandra and I would be going off to college together, probably being roommates, if Chandra didn’t marry Jeff first, but she had always said she had wanted to finish college before she got married.  Another thing I had to be thankful for was the fact that I had a summer that I wouldn’t have to worry about Chad, at least I hope he would be out of my life for the summer and for my life.  He was suppose to graduate that year but his behavior may not have let him graduate.


 


The End:


 


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Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 2/13/2006
Michelle,

I'm sorry to see this story end; it was very compelling, emotional reading. Well done!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 2/13/2006
My, Michelle, your fingers and muse are busier than a centipede in a toe counting contest! You are spittin' em out faster than I can keep up! LOL (Sound familiar, hunh?? LOL) ANYway, Michelle, I loved this story, I hate to see it come to an end! Hope to read more about Shana in the future! Very well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D


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