Sophia

Chapter 3: What Is Wrong Doctor?

"Ma'am, she seems to be doing fine except for the fact that we can't figure out why she is still unconscious." The doctor states in the open doorway, as I slowly wake up and feel a general warmth spread over my body.

Looking down, I notice the problem. The I.V. that is supposed to be attached to my elbow has become dislodged and my blood is leaking all over the bed. When the nurse walks past the doctor and my mother, she glances over to the bed and then rushes towards me.

Crying out for help, she yells, "Doctor, her I.V. is disconnected. There is blood everywhere."

Looking up at my face, she realizes that I am conscious and exclaims excitedly to the doctor and my mother when they walk in together, "She is awake!"

My mother rushes over to my side and immediately hugs me tight, despite all the wires and the doctor warning her. "Watch the blood." He states in a gruff tone before saying in a gentler voice, "She will get it cleaned up in a jiffy. However, we need to get her checked out too."

When the monitor's alarm starts blaring, the doctor looks up at it and then yells, "Get the crash cart! She is flatlining." Before shoving my mother out of the way.

"You must leave the room, I am sorry. Right now, we must tend to her." He states emotionless as he begins to prepare a syringe filled with a clear liquid.

"But Sophia. What is going on with her?" My mother cries out before the doctor shows her the door.

The last thing I hear the doctor say before he shuts the door on her is, "I will do all that I can."

When he returns, I watch in utter horror as they begin to work on me again. As they rush around and another man runs in pushing a big red cart, I notice something very peculiar start to happen to me. While everyone works feverishly, I begin to feel lightheaded and then my whole body goes comfortably numb.

Thinking that things couldn't possibly get even stranger, I soon find out I am wrong when it seems that my body starts to hover above the table. "What in the world is going on?" I think to myself when I find that I cannot move my lips to form the words anymore.

Realizing that I must be in a dream, I try to force myself to wake up, but nothing works because I can't move again. This time it is different, however. The strangest part about this situation is the fact that I can see everything they are doing from above them, but I can no longer hear what they are saying.

This disturbs me even more than the fact that I am hovering above them, because I still refuse to believe that this is really happening. Watching as the doctor and the nurses work on my body directly below me, I finally here the word "Clear" before there is an electric pulse that flows through me and then I feel something pulling me back down towards my body.

As soon as I hit the bed, I magically hear the machines hiccup and then start to beep again instead of hearing the blaring warnings. The doctor sighs and then wipes his sweaty furrowed brow with his jacket sleeve before stating breathlessly, "Finally."

He turns to the nurse next to him and then states, "Keep a check on her. I want to know right away if anything new comes up. In the meantime, I need to go have a talk with the mother."

Before he leaves the room, he says to another nurse, "By the way, I am ordering a Cat Scan and an M.R.I on her brain. There must be something wrong with this young lady for this to keep happening."

After everyone leaves, the room is silent except for the beeping of the monitor next to me. A few minutes later, my mother appears in the doorway and hesitates before she walks in slowly. Hoping that what just happened doesn't happen again, I swallow hard and when I find the words to say to my mom, I express how scared I am, "I'm afraid of dying, mom." In a quiet voice that sounds not at all like me.

"Oh baby." She says before rushing over to me with open arms. "You can't. I won't let you."

She finally sits down and quits hugging me after what seems like hours. Telling me all about what the doctor had said so far, I realize that they basically know nothing, except for the fact that my heart keeps stopping. Although, he did hint at the fact that it could possibly be something to do with my brain. Knowing this, I wonder if my little episode earlier had been created by a problem with it.

Hearing the door open about a half an hour later, I watch as the nurse walks in with pills in one hand and a syringe in the other. She smiles at me when she realizes that I am staring at her in fear. "It's alright. This is just a little bit of medicine to make you more comfortable and to get that fever down. Apparently, earlier when you first arrived you didn't have one, but now you do." She states before injecting the medicine into my I.V. and then handing me the pills.

When I look over at my mom, she is sound asleep. I feel bad because she has been through so much in such a short time. I guess I didn't realize how hard this whole thing has been on her, so when the nurse finally leaves, I am glad that it returns to a relative quiet so I can try and get some rest too.

Waking up, I hear giggling surrounding me. It sounds like small children playing either in my room or in the hallway. When it gets louder, the echoes bounce off the walls loud enough that it temporarily wakes my mom before she falls back to sleep.

Wondering who it is, I stare out the open door to see if I can catch a glimpse of them, even if it is only for a brief second. Not seeing anything, I close my eyes and hear it again. Opening them quickly, I look over to my mom and find that she is still sound asleep.

Perhaps this is in my head. My mom always says, "Sophia you have a very active imagination." However, this time when I look out the door, I see a flash of someone peeking in. That someone is a small blonde girl of about 5 years old.

Shaking my head, I almost scream before realizing that she can't be real. One of her eyes is missing and her right arm has a huge hole in it. There is no blood, just a gaping wound. Surely, I must be dreaming or something because it reminds me of a movie, I once saw about a ghost girl.

"Ghosts don't really exist, do they?" I murmur under my breath before I watch her disappear from the doorway.