How did she do it?
I was falling down the hill, snow coming from all directions. Then I hit the bottom and laid there. Looking up at the lift above me, I see people snicker and point. I close my eyes again and imagine what would have happened if I had not fallen. I would have finished the trick, and people would have clapped instead of laughing.
I sit up and get back on my snowboard. I straight line it to the lift, take out my left foot and glide to the entrance. I hear the beep of the scanner scan my pass and I ride up with a family of three. Once I unload, I slip on my Flow binding and ride down to Swift. Swift is the only blue run that is not crowded on the mountain. It is mostly covered in trees until you get under the lift. That is where I fell.
I was trying to do a double front flip off a jump past the trees. So far I am only making it about the first flip and a little bit of the second flip before I land through, before I land. Stopping about 50 feet in front of the jump and look at it. I have to conquer this trick so I can brag. I got the idea from a girl who was riding in front of me. She did this trick perfectly and continued about her day.
I finish staring at the jump and sit up. I approach the jump with as much speed as I can gather. I take off and lower my head down. I finish one flip and my head is towards the ground. I'm about to finish my second flip when everything around me disappears and my mind goes blank.
White lights. I open my eyes a bit more and see more of the white lights. I try to lift my head, but it throbs so I put it back down. I close my eyes and wonder where I am. The last thing I recall is getting out of my mom's mini-van to go snowboarding over winter break. I lift my head and see a hospital room. What happened? There is no one in my room, so I lift my shoulders and sit up. I'm hungry and thirsty, and I want to sleep, but I know someone should know I woke up. I press the little nurse button on the side of my bed and it beeps. The loud noise hurts my ringing ears. Then a nurse walks in.
The nurse has bleached blond hair that is laying down her back, and she has bright blue eyes. She looks just like a Barbie in a nurse's uniform and talks like she knows what I am thinking.
"Hey honey, how ya feeling?" she says with a Southern accent.
I mumble a "fine."
She puts on a fabulous "show your white teeth" and says, "Well with that concussion you got you ought to feel terrible." What? I have a concussion? Wait from what? All these questions are rushing into my head.
But what I say is, "Concussion?"
She just gives me a sad smile and says, "I'm gonna go get the doctor honey." Then she leaves. I am thankful that she is getting a doctor, but wish she had told me about the concussion. A woman with light brown hair quietly walk in a moment later. I can tell it's dyed from the dark brown roots. She has a warm smile and soft green eyes.
I'm the first to speak, "Are you the doctor?"
She gives me a worried look and says, "The doctor warned me about this happening."
"What's happening?"
"Relax, the doctor will be in soon."
"So are you a nurse?"
"No Bailey."
Whose Bailey? Why did she call me that? My name is......Wait, what is my name? Who are my parents? Do I have siblings? Where do I live? Am I a vegetarian? WHO AM I?
I lay back down in my bed and hear the door open. "Bailey?"
I wonder if there is someone else in the room named Bailey, but that can't be true. So I sit up and look the new person in the room. It's a man with greyish brownish hair. He looks like he is in his late 40's. He looks at me and gives me a pity smile. I hate pity smiles. It's like saying it's not your fault when it actually is. We stay in this awkward silence until he speaks, "Your name is Bailey." Ok.... So maybe my name is Bailey but why can I not remember anything about my life?
