Beep, beep, beep... It was a annoying heart thermometer in my left ear. I went to open my closed eyes but couldn't. My pumping heart started to thump like a hummingbirds beautiful wings flap against my hurting ribcage. I couldn't move the slightest aching muscle in my body, I wanted to hysterically ball but just stayed completely still. But then I heard an enchanting voice I knew I recognized right away; I quickly shuttered with joy knowing he came to see me.
" Please don't leave me! I don't- no I can't go on with out you! Please! Please," he loudly choked. I heard my jumping heat get louder on the heart thermometer as I felt his cold hands on my limp, almost dead hand. I felt the great warmth he brought into the dreadful room leave, I forgot to breath again and a gloved hand pushed into my hurting chest. I heard him quickly scream to me again; he franticly yelled out," Sorry, I should have stopped this! I'm sorry!" The painful moment that I heard the soft sound of his squeaking tennis shoes leave the blood-curling room.
My breathe finally came back; the awful pain came back in my right rib cage. Once I was back to being stable the leaving pain started to quickly leave. A new voice was in the same room that I was in, it was someone I didn't completely recognize. It was definitely a young girl, probably my age, with a very shaky adolescent voice that was not strong but quite beautiful. The loud doctor asked clearly,"And who are you? A friend or family? Plus I need this girls information." The young girl stood for a second and cleared her dry throat. "I am a friend, well class mate . My name is Raymen Janewat. This is Mykayla Maser; I over heard her teacher saying she had to go to the counsiler's office. The counsiler might be able to help. If any of this helped."
"Thank you for your time. This was very helpful but I need to know a little more. Maybe you could tell me how old she is? Or address? Or maybe what school so I can get a hold of this counsiler? Family also would be helpful."
"Well, she is about 13 or 14. And she goes to Lincoln Middle School. Umm... I think her mom is... ummm... Rachelle..?" Raymen walked out the metal door and the lady doctor soon followed in Raymen's footsteps. Laying in my uncomfortable bed I went to through my crazy thoughts. Just replaying everything that had happened I stayed utterly still on the hospital bed. My spinning head just kept tolling and not waiting for me to keep up with it. This went on until I drifted to darkness again.
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My Childhood
Teen FictionI always seen Daddy go to the bar and come back home really drunk, but one night he had one to many and Daddy locked all the sound proof doors.... I had to lie to my nosy teachers and curious friends.... I lied for years and years but then it got w...