I was utterly confused. I guess that woman got my vibe, and she explained to me that this was a refugee camp; that all the 'survivors' the 'bomb attack' were placed here to be under extreme care and supervision.
Was I one of them?
"Why are my hands turning red?" I questioned.
"Dear Lord! I never saw that show me your palms!" The woman's face shank with anxiety. "I think you may be internally bleeding. This is a situation I cannot help myself."
"CALL AN AMBULANCE! Quickly! THIS IS ENOUGH TO KILL HER! Call an ambulances for goodnesses sake people, do something for your fellow citizen! Please!" I distinctly heard a loud call, though it was soft and not vivid in my eyes. The lady started getting hazy, and blurred.
Everything went black.
again.
I woke up to the sound of a siren. "Oh my God, whose leaving?! Are they okay?" I yelped as I woke up. Immediately I clutched the handles of my bed? Was it a bed? Anyways, I realised it was moving. I saw people around me.
Then I got the sudden revelation that it was me. I was dying. Ammi was right. I should've never tried in the first place.
Wait- where is Ammi?
YOU ARE READING
Unthinkable
AdventureLiving your life in complete risk won't benefit you, right? So go. Run. Fly. You can even fall, just don't stop. Why waste everything you have in hiding? why not go out and fight for yourself? your nation? your family? your strength? This is a stor...
