I've been in this hospital for 5 years . Is anyone there ? Can anybody hear me ? I ask myself the same questions over and over again even though I already know the answer . I am in a machine that scans me every minute . If I try to get up it feels like my skeleton is ripping out of my back . I lay here and wonder about the world outside . I lie to myself all the time saying that everything is fine . I close my eyes as tight as I can because the sound of this machine is ear piercing and I drift off into a deep sleep.
Chapter One :
When I was 5 I would look out the window and admire the view . My dad would look at me and say " Do you see anything that you didn't see yesterday " I would look back at him and smile and continue to look out the window . Unlike most children I loved the world and I cherished every minute I took looking at it . I loved the world so much because at a young age I learned that nothing and no one could stay the same forever .
When I turned 7 my dad and I moved and I was unhappy because even though I had no friends at all I had a small forest close by and I would climb a tree and think and look at the wildlife . I would often go there if I wanted to cry and mostly because I missed my mom even though I had no memories to miss . My mom had died giving birth to me so I grew up with my dad and I loved him more than life itself . When we got settled in the new house I had went out to go look around and I found the one thing that caught my eye the most , was a pond with lily pads and koi fish and it was beautiful . After that day I had started to go there every day after eating lunch . Somehow I felt that the pond loved me back and like it knew how much I had loved it .
When I turned 8 my dad gave me a picnic by the pond me and him laughed and talked all day . Me and my father had sat there until it got sdark just reminding each other how much we loved one another . It started to get dark and I was really tired so my dad carried me home and he put me to bed that was the best birthday I could ask for . The next morning my dad had told me that he had to put me back in school so he had registered me in the school close by . I didn't mind because it was right next to the pond . The next week I had went to school I didn't make any friends that year but I didn't care because I loved the pond so much .
I was now 9 and I was still going to that school . I started to like this boy in my class named Dylan he had a lot of friends and he always seemed fun to be around . I had no friends so I had to motivate myself to confess to him so one day I saw him after school and he was with his friends when he saw me he ordered them to leave he came up to me and said " What did you come to tell me " I was so nervous I kind of whispered it " I think I might like you " he stared at me for a long time and then he took a piece of paper out of his backpack and wrote something handed it to me and left I ran home and went to my room . The letter read : MEET ME AT THE POND I pasted the letter in my scrap book and labeled it as my first date I closed the book and went to bed .
I woke up early and took a long shower and did my hair its not much to do because I didn't have long hair my hair was really short but I loved it that way . I had put on my beautiful flower dress that I was saving for a special occasion . I looked in the mirror and I told myself I was beautiful so many times . I ran downstairs and made myself some toast and started to eat . My dad came downstairs and looked really surprised " You made your own breakfast" I nodded and said " Daddy I'm a big girl now I can do it " he put a smirk on his face and started to make coffee. I got up washed my hands and ran and hugged my dad " Daddy I'm going to the pond for a while " he looked at me and said " Samera you mean the world to me don't go out there getting lost " I look into his eyes and I see past his smile I see sadness . I nodded and ran through the door I ran all the way to the pond . When I got there he wasn't there so I just waited and waited and waited .

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Don't Be Afraid
Teen FictionI've been in this place for 5 years . Is anyone there ? Can anyone hear me ? I ask myself the same question every time even though I know the answer . I am on a machine that scans me every minute . When I try to move it feels like my skeleton is rip...