In a white room, white walls, white sheets
















white pillows,

































machines blinking in and out every 20 seconds























doctors going in and out of the room





















covers filled with his red blood.

An hour goes by…….





























Machines stop working































family starts crying



























just lying there peacefully he is almost gone.

Doctors let us say our final goodbyes































after we say goodbye, for now


























the doctor covers him with white sheets




















we walk away.

In a white room, white walls, white sheets


























white pillows,































but covers are filled with his red blood.



He Is Gone