Sunshine

Chapter 7

I was floating or at least that what I thought I was doing until I moved my feet and the ground rippled. I tried to find anything significant to pinpoint where I was or what was happening but all I could see was a peaceful sunset and a small rundown wall in the background.

I began walking towards the wall in hopes that there would be a clue or someone to help me get out of here but instead I found a locked gate. I tried to break the lock or find another way around but there was no other way to get inside.

"Not yet." I heard someone say. It was as if the voice was coming at me from all angles and yet from inside my head.

"Who's there? What's going on?" I asked the strange voice.

"All answers will be revealed in due time. This is only your resting place until you can return to your body." the voice was soft and comforting. As if someone was giving you a hug and softly whispering loving things in your ear to lull you to sleep.

"Am I dead?" I never really wanted to die young but there wasn't much I could do about it if I did die.

"No, you are only in, what you mortals call a coma. You will wake when your body has regained its strength."

"What do I do until then?" I asked hoping that things would hurry up. I needed to figure out what happened.

"Think." Was the last thing the voice said.

I thought a lot. I thought about my childhood and what it was like before my brother ran away. I thought about the good times we had as a family and how many friends loved me and I loved them back. I thought about the time I had spent with Dad and everything he has done for me and how much he cared about me.

But my mind was mostly focused on how I got into a coma.

I wracked my brain trying to figure out what had happened and if I should be worried about my family.

Slowly, small flashes of a memory were coming through, and I was close to making out a full picture of why I was there, but one large piece was missing. Where was Dad?

No matter how hard I tried I couldn't figure it out. I tried to remember the last time I saw him, but I could only remember him in the family room before the bomb or missile blew up the house.

Was that the last time I saw him? Is he alive? Will I see him again?

My head was going a million miles per hour as I suddenly felt a strike of pain in my head then in my back and legs. My whole body was aching, and my throat felt dry and coarse. I could feel my eye lids crusted shut and beads of sweat rolling down my forehead. I could hear the faint sound of someone crying and smell the scent of hand sanitizer.

I slowly opened my eyes to find a bright light hanging above me and quickly shut them in hopes that it would just go away.

I lifted my hand to try and shield my eyes and moved to sit up in a bed in an unfamiliar room.

"Jordyn!?" everything was loud and just cause my head to hurt. But I could tell it was Pepper.

"Pepper?" my own voice was extremely surprising. It was coarse and was deeper than it is normally.

"Hey honey, how are you feeling?" honestly that was such a stupid question. If I remember correctly our house got blown up and I have no idea where dad is.

"Wow, literally the worst question you could ask right now." I sassed.

"Well, it's good to know you kept your sense of humor." Pepper said with a small smile on her tear-stained face.