The first thing I consciously felt was glass smashed into my face, and the pavement. My vision blackened as I tried to fight back sleep. Where was I? I opened my eyes. The night sky met them filled with millions of stars; such beauty was out of place. Screams around me could be heard. Why were people screaming, I wondered? My chest felt warm. I knew what it was without looking. What a strange way to die I thought. I was only 16, a junior in high school. The school year had ended and I would have been a senior soon. Why was this happening to me?
I couldn’t help but cry as a new sadness filled my chest. My life had only started. Why? Why did it have to end now? The best man in the world was my boyfriend. We were going to get married when I graduated. He was going to become a pianist and I was going to be an author. “I don’t want to die,” I said out loud to whoever could hear me. I had finally been getting along with my parents. My life was perfect. “I don’t want to die!” I screamed in agony. It felt like the world was just staring at me. People just looked in horror. It made my blood boil. They wouldn’t help me. They just stared at me as if I were a circus freak.
I saw the car door to the vehicle that had hit us slowly open and a man dressed in a business suit stepped out. He wore sunglasses, which for some odd reason came to my mind as illegal. The man wore no expression on his face. He did, however, begin walking over to me slowly. My parents, the thought came abruptly. Where were my parents? My blood ran cold and the world around me seemed to move slower in a muffled sound barrier. I remembered…they hadn’t been wearing seatbelts. I wailed out in agony like a wounded animal. The pain was intense; I had never felt so much pain in my life. My heart pounded in my head each step the man took closer to me. He stopped a foot away from me looking down. To see his face, the man who had stolen everything from me, you would think I would have something to say, but I had no words left. You would think he would say sorry but he was also silent. Who was this man? I didn’t want my last view in this life to be his face so I looked up at the sky. It was like I could see into the cosmos; such beauty was out of place I thought again, closing my eyes.
I felt something on my face, opening my eyes I saw an oxygen mask. I moaned as it felt like something was crushing into my chest. I couldn’t move without feeling intense pain.
“She’s awake sir,” I heard someone say in the room but I couldn’t see them.
“Put her back under,” another man replied gruffly. He didn’t sound like a very nice man. In fact he sounded like he hated everyone in the world.
“For how long?”
“Until she is better, I don’t want to talk to her until she is healed.”
“Understood sir,” said the man. He walked closer to my bed so I could see him. He wore light blue clothing. Maybe he was a nurse. He looked about thirty, clean cut, and tired. I couldn’t see what he was doing but I felt tired again. I didn’t want to go back to sleep. I wanted to know where my parents were. Where were my parents? I wanted to ask him but I couldn’t form the words. Darkness embraced me once again.
My lungs burned and I gasped for air, I couldn’t see anything. I tried to swim but my arms were restrained. What the hell? A clothe was pulled off my face and I could breath again. That man, the one that had been in the car accident was there. “Who are you?
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