I walk out of the room slowly and all the while I was wishing that I could of stayed and talked to her more. God, she is so lovely and smart too, and a good artist. The list goes on and on.
A guard cuffs my wrists after I put them behind my back like he gestures to do. He pulls me in front of him and directs me to the infirmary/mad scientists lab. The place was completely white, like Hell had frozen over. But the pure white was so........so......it made me feel.........so..........so..........hopeless. Like the only thing in the world that was keeping me alive suddenly gave out. The white was hopeless. I look around hoping against the hopeless-ness that I would find a way out.
The guard forces me to go forward as if knowing the hopeless-ness would make me run. He leads me to a equally hopeless feeling bed. I lay down and he hands me a blue looking hospital gown. I put it on with him staring at me while i do. My hands were still cuffed so it was hard and embarrassing to put it on.
After I have the gown on a nurse enters and if i wasn't already committed to getting the girl then i would have definitely flirted with her. She applies a bunch of EEG's on my head and plugs it in to a computer where she watches what i can only assume is my brain activity. She writes down some stuff on a clip board that's she holding and then briskly walks away calling,"I'm done bring the next one in. This one now goes to the gym." Not another sound is made except the sound of the door slamming echoing the sound of the hot nurse leaving.
I quickly get up, ripping the EEG's off my head. I pick up my clothes off the floor and change back into them still clumsy because my handcuffs haven't been taken off. He grabbed my wrist and lead me out of there heading for the gym. What's Next?
AUTHORS NOTE
sorry people but I promise I will make time to write all I ask is some comments......... if I get comments form 3 different people and at least 5 votes on this chapter than I will update......please speak up if your a silent reader.......THANKS!!!!
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Death Wish
RandomA terrible attempt at writing a novel with my friend in middle school years ago. Read if you wish, it will probably never be finished.
