Right after school, Layla ran to Bryan's hospital. Mike went with them. She had to share the good news with her brother. When they got there, they went to his room, but there was nobody there. Neither Layla nor Mike understood. They went to the sister's room and asked where Bryan was. One of the nurses carefully explained to them: "He had some complications last night. He is in the intensive care unit and unfortunately cannot conceive any. ... The doctors do not know how such complications can occur. After all, he was almost very fit."
Layla didn't understand and just wanted to know: “Can I at least see him?” The nurse thought for a moment and said: “But only briefly and only through the window. It's better that way.” Layla nodded. The nurse both took them to the intensive care unit. There they had to put on green smocks. The nurse showed the two of them Bryan. He slept in his bed. If you ignored the hoses and equipment, you could imagine he was just going to sleep.After a few minutes the nurse sent them both out. Mike and Layla left the hospital on it. Layla's expression has changed. She was sad and very worried about Bryan. But Mike said: "He will get back on his feet." He smiled in her face. She smiled back briefly with a nod. She was glad that Mike was by her side. Through him she could find new courage and new strength.
The days passed and Bryan was finally able to get out of intensive care. Layla was finally able to bring him the good news. He was really happy that she finally got a good grade. In the next few weeks she also understood other subjects much better than before. The teachers had no choice but to give her a better grade than before. Layla slowly got better and better. And now the day had come when it was the last day to hand in the essay. Layla was the last to give up his. Her class teacher looked closely at her.She couldn't believe Layla finished her homework completely.
The teacher said that day: "I am very surprised that everyone handed in the essays. I was also very happy about the fantasies in your heads. I have never read so many beautiful stories. The last essays will I'll be through in two weeks. Until then, have a little patience. ... And the best essay will be put in the next school newspaper. So, be curious to see who reads his essay in the school newspaper. ... And one more thing: I will Give grades between one and four for these essays. I hope you really tried hard. "With these words, the teacher began the lesson. Many students were afraid that their essay would be read by the whole school. That would be very embarrassing for you. Others wanted their story straight out in the papers. The rest of the class didn't care. They watched this situation calmly.Over the next two weeks, the students kept wanting to know which essay was the best. But the teacher didn't say a word about it. It should come as a surprise to the class. Now the day had come and the students were sweating more and more. For the past two weeks, the students have been anxious every day. And today some of them didn't even want to go to school. They were too scared. The class teacher entered the room. She put her bag on the desk and looked closely at the students. After two minutes she said: "I can see that you are very excited about the results. As I said, I graded the essays. To my surprise, it was only two fours. These essays were the worst I've ever read Well, it was very difficult to make up my mind. There were some, so the result was immediately clear. But with some I had to borrow some colleagues for advice. Even they found it difficult to show me a good essay.In the end there were three left. I ended up going to the headmaster and he read the last three essays carefully. And he came to a decision. The best essay in this class was written by a girl. Our director said that this essay was by far the best. I then reread the essay and some things became clear to me. ... The best essay wrote: ... Layla. Your story will be in the school newspaper. "Nobody in the class could believe that. Layla, the worst in the class, wrote the best essay? Many thought it was just a mistake and asked. But the teacher replied," I didn't mix up the names on the essays . She just wrote the best. You should come to terms with that. "She said nothing more and handed out the essays. Everyone was curious about his grade.
For some there was great disappointment, but for others the joy grew even greater.Layla still couldn't believe she had an A in the essay. And that your essay is put in the school newspaper. She just couldn't believe it. After class was over, she still couldn't believe it. She walked slowly next to Mike. He realized that she was really overwhelmed. She was so happy that she just couldn't show it anymore. She just went on without paying attention to the way. If Mike hadn't grabbed her arm at the right moment and pulled her towards him, he would have walked past the house. At first she was frightened, but then everything was fine again. Mike felt that she was slowly getting over the loss of her parents, but only slowly. He wanted to help her. He wanted to accompany her on this difficult path, because he too had lost someone.
They got home and were eating. Then they did their homework. Another two weeks passed before the school newspaper came out.Many got the newspaper because everyone wanted to know what Layla had actually written. The story was on the last four pages.