I woke up in a dim lighted white room. I was wearing a grayish, long, hospital gown. It was very fuzzy. I was in a chair, with a needle in my right arm, and someone in a chair next to me. She looked like Willa, but I couldn't tell. Then, there was another girl, kinda tall, and she was asleep, with a needle in her arm, in a chair. And about 10 other people. I was very confused. I looked over and saw a glass wall. Many people in lab coats turned and started staring. They started viscously writing on their clipboards. One came in. "Hello, Rayne McKnight. This might seem a little frightening waking up to this, but please stay calm and do not wake up the others. You were not suppose to wake up.." She trailed off and started walking to a small computer in the white room. She was typing viscously and seemed confused. "That's not the best thing to say to me right now." I snapped. "Get me out of here. Where's Willa?" I growled. "Ms.McKnight, please calm down." The woman said without looking at me. I ripped my arms from the straps and stood up. I seemed to gain some kind of strange strength? I instantly fell down, with no blood flow to my legs. The woman rushed over, and 3 more lab coated- people came in with a large syringe. She stabbed it into my leg, and it went black again.
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The Life of Rayne McKnight
AventuraDISCLAIMER: Do not be offended by the episodes that happen in the book. Depression, Death, and Suicide are included. Please do not read if easily offended. 13+ Mature Rating. Rayne is a lonely 13 year old. She's had a hard 13 years. Her mother was o...
