OK so everyone knew I was going to say fate right? I mean it was the obvious choice after all.
That and I think there may have been a timer somewhere because I kept getting this ticking noise in my head, and I was afraid it was going to explode and be some kind of bomb.
So enough said. I followed this grim reaper looking dude down this hallway that just appeared out of no where. And when I say out of no where I mean like he waved his hand in front of him and he made it appear.
So that happened. It was actually pretty cool if you think about it in like a dream situation. But this wasn't a dream. Or was it? I couldn't tell.
So I followed him down the hallway. As creepy as this place was, I was thanking God that I didn't have to be in that dark room place thing forever.
It took a long while to finally get to the end of the hall. That or grim over here just made the door appear. I was going with the latter because it seemed cooler that way.
He opened the door for me and I didn't want to go in. I know that this is what I wanted but I couldn't force myself to move any further.
What is behind this door? It might be a trap. I thought. It was probably a trap. But I did get myself into this one. I took a step forward into the door way.
Then I fell. I totally knew it was a trap, but no I had to do the stupid thing, again.
So now I was falling. Then I fell some more. And then it got to the point in falling where I was totally going to pass out because it was taking so long.
You know that movie 'Spy Kids.' The part where they accidentally fall into that valcano and they are falling for hours. Yeah I was in that situation.
The only difference with my situation was that I fell flat on my face when it was over. I was in so much pain that I wished that I could change my mind. Then something felt different. I felt a numb sensation cover my whole body. Like a blanket of strength that made the pain go away.
And then I woke up.
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The florescent lighting of the room around me told me I was in the hospital. Probably somewhere in ICU. Someone was holding my hand. No not really, someone was just on my hand.
I tried to move my hand a little to get their attention but it didn't work.
Then I couldn't breathe. At least I couldn't breathe by myself. I started freaking out.
Then a thought hit me. I was in ICU, most likely, I must have a ventilation tube down my throat or something. I stopped struggling.
It was a weird sensation. Not breathing. Then nurse and doctor came rushing into the room and I closed my eyes.I heard my name being called, but I couldn't place the voice. I didn't know who this person was trying to talk to me.
The doctor told them they had to leave the room or get out of the way. They choose out of the way.
Next thing I know I can breathe by myself again. They must have taken the breathing tube out.
I was free!!!
Yeah not likely. At least I was free to take a nice long breathe. All by myself. Which in a way was an accomplishment.
Then I remembered the person who was in the room with me before my freak out. Before I woke up. I tried to think maybe it was one of my parents. But I couldn't remember what they looked like. I couldn't remember the look of my sister. I knew I had a sister, I just couldn't remember her. Not her face, her name, what she was like.
I started to worry.my brain wasn't working. I couldn't remember anything. No that's not true. I could remember my best friend. He was he only person I could remember. The only person who was in the car crash with me.
How could I know so much of one person and about how I was in the hospital, but I couldn't remember my own family.
Then I blinked and realized the doctor in front of me was talking to me. Trying but obviously failing to get my attention.
"Can you hear me?" He asked in a concerned voice.
I couldn't respond. It wasn't that I didn't want to it was just that I couldn't. I knew how, just nothing came out.
I finally just nodded my head. So he went on.
"Do you remember anything that happened?" Great so I was going to have to answer questions. I mimicked a pen and writing on my hand. It was effective because they got me a pen and a sheet of paper. I wrote down that I was in a car accident with my friend, but I also wrote down that he was the only one I could remember. I wrote down that I remembered basic useless facts about stupid things but I couldn't remember my sister.
I almost broke down crying. But I didn't. I was strong.
I passed the paper to him and he seemed to have a hard time reading my scribble.
The person who had my hand walked up to the doctor and asked for the paper. She read what I had said, knowing exactly what my scribble meant.
How? I don't know this person. But then again maybe I do and just dont remember her. I thought quickly.
She started crying then. The doctor looked at me with knowing eyes. How did he know what this was like? Maybe he has seen this happen many times.
"Who are you?" The doctor asked me.
"I'm umm," It came out so harsh that i just took the paper back from the doctor. I had to think about it. Which I mean is really sad saying as how I was just thinking of it. 'I'm Kaira.' I wrote. Yes! I totally had that right.
"Oh thank God Bambi. I was going to freak out. You've been in coma for-" I cut her off. That or I stopped paying attention and she must have seen it. Only my twin sister calls me Bambi. I never knew why. But it was always she who did that.
"Who are you?" I ask quickly. She looked like she was about to burst into tears again.
"You don't... You don't... Know... Me?" She mumbled around her sobs.
I took another piece of paper and worte down who she could be.. She took the paper from the table thing and read it.
She placed the paper down on the table and circled a name. It was like she had a lump in her throat, she couldn't talk. Just like me.
I glanced down at the paper again. I knew it. I mean she did call me Bambi, so it must have been my twin; but that's exactly who it was. My twin. On the side of what she circled it said Tessa.
I knew two people out of all the ones I have forgotten.
I knew Tessa, and Roree. Something flew through my mind at the thought of Roree. Where was he? What happened to him after the crash? He was breathing when I went out, and I left this place and went to the dark.
"Kaira?" I looked up at my name. "Roree... Roree, he was in a coma too. He didn't make it. I'm so sorry."
I passed out. Again.
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