Breathe

Who Am I?

I wake up in a white room. I'm hooked up to some machine and bandages all over me. My head is killing me, my throat is dry, and I don't know where I am? I look over to see a brown headed girl with her hair in a bun asleep on a chair. She was in a business suit and looks like she just got off work. I don't know who she is. What happened to me and why am I hooked up to a bunch of machines? A young woman dressed in a nurse outfit came in my room and gave me a small smile.

"Hi my name is Chloe and I'm your nurse. I'll be taking care of you until you are released from the hospital. Do you need anything?" She asked sweetly.

I just shook my head no.

"Ok I will go let the doctor know you are awake." She said and walked out.

A little while after the nurse left, a man with a long white coat came in with a clip board in his hands. He smiled at me then started checking everything making sure I'm ok and machines are working. Then he sat down in a chair beside me.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Coleman. How are you feeling?" He asked. He is also nice.

"I guess I'm ok. Why am I here?" I asked.

"You got hit by a car." He said.

"How long have I been here?" I questioned him.

"15 days. You have been in a coma." He said.

"Who is that beside me in the chair asleep?" I asked pointing to the woman.

"Honey, that's your mother. Do you not remember?" He asked worried.

"I can't remember nothing. I don't even know who I am. Who am I?" I asked freaking out a little.

"I will be right back. Get some rest dear." He said quickly then walked out of the room fast.

So I did what he said and fell back asleep.

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I wake up in a bed but I wasn't in the hospital no more. I was in a regular room. I get up and open the door and go down the hall to where I find the bathroom. I go in there to see myself in the mirror. Why can't I remember myself? Where am I? I don't remember anything. I walk on and look at myself in the mirror. I'm really skinny. I look like I weigh 95 pounds which I'm fine with that. I have long straight bleach blonde hair with blue tips. I must have colored my tips for them to be blue. I have blue eyes. I'm wearing a white crop top that says "Gorgeous" on it and a green flannel over it. I have on some black high waisted shorts on that are really short and some all black vans. I have black studs earrings in my ear and a cartilage piercing that is a black shiny one. I have a huge cut on my face and I don't like it at all. I find some make-up on the shelf and I apply it on. I put some foundation on to try and cover up which it worked really well. Then I put some black eyeliner and mascara on. Then I put some brown eyeshadow on. I then put some lipstick on which is pink and nude mix. It make my lips a little darker because they were pale. I run my fingers through my hair, making sure there was no tangles and walked out. I was actually pretty but I don't know what others think.

I walked down the stairs and turned a corner and walked in the living room. There was a man who was bald and had a beard. He had tattoos everywhere. He was watching t.v. until he saw me and he gave me a smile a patted the seat next to him. I have no clue who he is so I just stare at him. Then the same woman who was asleep in the chair walked out and saw me and she gave me a smile. I returned it because I remember the doctor said that she was my mother but I don't know. I feel bad that I can't remember anything. They must feel really upset.