Th echoing sound of high heels, brings me out of my haze. I life the blanket off of my head. I see my mom cracking open the door. I know she tries to help me but I refuse everyone, yet she still comes to me to talk even if I won't speak. She doesn't deserve this. I think. I open my mouth to speak my first words since I came to the hospital, but I find myself sobbing. I feel my moms arms around, me also speechless. I pull away.
"I'm so sorry! I want to go home, I hate it here! I hate what happened to me, and I hate myself!" The words come out in frantic gasps. I feel like I haven't heard my voice in so long, and I haven't. it has the lack of confidence I used to have. when I stand, my chin is tucked to my chest, when I used to hold it proudly. I've done nothing but hurt myself and others. I think. even the voice in my head is unrecognizable.
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Teen FictionAfter 16 year old Alex Harris has a major riding accident that sends her to the hospital, she has a wish to overcome her fear and jump for the Olympics riding team, but with her flash back she's had more fear then ever before. Will Alex ever jump a...
