Sorry about mistakes, i wrote it on my iPod :/
I reached Tennessee on schedule, and searched franticly for somewhere to stay, as night was falling and my eyes were drooping, causing my vision to blur ever so often, I tried to keep my eyes open, I can't sleep when I want too, so how could I fall asleep now? The thought passed me by as quickly as I drifted into sleep.
Crash. Bang. Burn. Alarms. Beep.
I found myself on a cloud, did I just die? I sure as hell hope not... I could feel myself falling, by force of habit i rolled myself into a ball before harshly plopping straight into freezing, ferocious, fierce sea. The cold water hit me hard and I began to regain consciousness, which hurt a lot more than I had expected.
Every inch of my body seared in excruciating pain and a wave of realisation hit me, I fell asleep at the wheel, I must have crashed, but my memories were scarce and all I could hear was a crystal clear voice I thought I knew, but couldnt recognise, I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes as all I could see was mystic green eyes staring back at me.
The voices of the people around me started to come into sync, and I listened in to what they were saying, a deep voice started "He suffered serious head trauma, every memory from the past 5-10 years will slowly become harder to remember, until they are nothing but fragments of a forgotten past..." he continued on, he couldn't be serious? I tried to remember last week, nothing. I tried to remember last month, nothing. As hard as my injured brain tried, all I could pick up from my memories were a pair of piercing green eyes and the voice of an angel, the bearer of these mystic features, I had no recollection of.
I pried my eyes open to be greeted by blinding White light around me, I was lying uncomfortably, but every direction I tried to move just hurt me even more, I looked down at my scrawny body, every inch of me was bruised. Almost my whole body was a shade of purple and blue, surrounded by red cuts and scars. Noticing my groan in pain, the two figures that were speaking, i could now identify as nurses, rushed over and checked machines that i was hooked up to. Harshly, I tried to talk, but my voice would not come through as anything more than a whisper. This was not good; not good at all.
