Put your hands on me.
Chapter one.
I fell and hit my head, I could feel the hot, warm blood coming out. I don't know how it happened all I knew is that it hurt it, hurt real bad. I thought I was going to die but then I felt warm hands around me and then a hot brick hitting my chest. And then everything went blank
When I woke up I was in my own house, my own cloths and my own warm bed. I could hear my mom quietly sobbing.
" what if she never wakes up," she asked. Another voice answered but it wasn't familiar. When they brought up my funeral plan's my eye's snapped open.
"mom," my voice was horse and it hurt to spoke.
" Oh my goodness sweetie,” By the tone of her voice I could tell she became a pessimist, It hurt to hear the sadness in her voice, unlike her usually cheerful voice.
I looked at her with her make-up spread all over her face and they tiny tears running down her cheeks. Why did she even bother to put makeup on if she knew she was going to cry?
" what happened," I asked, and by their blank faces I knew that they were expecting me to know, and I should have known.
Later I found out the unfamiliar person in the room was a doctor named Dr. Rose McQueen.
I asked her why I felt so light headed and she told me I lost a lot of blood and I should be dead. I wondered If she thought that made me feel happy, If I should be dead, why am I still alive? Why did no one know what happened? How did they find me? These questions raced through my head, but I had to put them aside to listen to the doctor.
She proceeded to tell me I had bite marks on my neck and they could not identify the animal or any poison in my body, then she said I had a gash in the back of my head, were she guessed I fell, and she had no idea how I landed on the front porch. Huh neither did I but it answered my question on how they found me.
For a week, I could not leave the house let alone my room. I was under house arrest. All my friends came to visit and that made me happy, but what really made me happy is when my best friend Kaya Lynn came over to bring me my sanity, witch I needed in order to not commit suicide.
EarthiieDarliing · Tue Nov 11, 2008 @ 09:31pm · 0 Comments |