Flash Fiction #35
I didn't know what to do. Everything had happened so fast. I'm glad that my uncle was with us when it happened, or else, he may have been dead before getting to the hospital. I just froze at the sight of my dad falling to the ground while clutching his chest in pain. My eyes widened in shock, and I could hear the thermos that I held hitting against the ground at my feet. Even though everything around me seemed so chaotic and fast, my ears blocked out all of the sound except for the beating from my heart. My uncle snapped me back as he tried to perform CPR, yelling, "May! Call the ambulance now!" "Okay!" I took out my phone and dialed as my fingers shook as if they weren't in my control. When the paramedics finally came, my shoulders relaxed from being tense as help finally arrived. My uncle wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. They lifted my father onto a stretcher and followed them towards the ambulance. Since the paramedics