I'm still here. It's been 3 days already and I haven't woken up. At this point I'm beginning to panic, and I can tell that the doctors are too. They've been running around, yelling about things I don't understand, and trying to convince my parents that I'll be ok.
Not that they want me to be ok. They just want me home, preferably in a wheelchair to prove that I'm sick. As hard as it might be to believe, I'm no idiot. Like I said before, I know that one of the many medications that my mother makes me take is the reason why I'm in a coma. In fact, I'm almost convinced that it's all of them mixed together in my body that put me here.
"Darling, I'm so sorry. I swear, as long as I live, I will do everything I can to keep you safe." I can hear my mother whispering to me, no doubt to keep the doctors convinced of her innocence. That woman will do anything to gain others pity. Even sacrifice her own child.
My father is a different story. He's only doing this for the control. If there is one thing that man craves more than anything, it's power. The chance to monitor my every thought and movement only makes him hungry for more chances. Usually he is taking days of work to keep an eye on me and ensure that I don't "hurt myself". We both know that he's actually making sure I don't find a way to escape.
Little do they know that I have an escape plan already. Being stuck in my own head has given me lots of time to think and I've realised something. When I wake up I'll have a small chance to talk to the doctors. If I'm fast enough and smart enough I can explain everything that has been happening to me, and, hopefully, they can save me from this madhouse that I live in.
That would be a dream come true. For now though, I'm trapped, and I don't seem to be going anywhere any time soon. It feels like there are imaginary walls closing in on me - I can barely breathe! Panic is filling my senses but I find it easy to calm myself; I've been in worse situations than this. At least, I think to myself, I'm safe from the villains in the real world outside. Nobody can hurt me here. At least...
I don't think they can?
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Trapped In My Head
General FictionA 12 year old is in hospital after falling into a coma. They're aware of everything around them and are trying to make sense of it all while attempting to clear their head. Months of abuse from their parents makes this all very difficult but can the...
