Prologue:
I wake up from time to time, sometimes people are there, sometimes not. I batter my eyelashes and try to fully awake, but I can't seem to control myself. Normally, I wake up and just stare at the ceiling; all tiled with little dots. If someone is there, it's two people, not always the same, and they look at a clipboard, talking of something serious. My breathing sounds weak and shaky, and a beeping noise keeps ringing in my ear. Twitching my fingers is all I can seem to do. I have absolutely no clue where I am, and before I have time to think anything else out, I fall back into sleep.
Its been like this for a while now, I don't know how long.
I have no clue what my name is. I don't know where I am. I don't even know anyone around me or what's going on. It's as if nobody seems to see that I'm here, and sometimes I feel like screaming for help.
Please. Someone help me.
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The Corridor Walker
Teen FictionDakota Jennings has no clue where she is, or even who she is. The truth is that Dakota lives in a hospital and was nearly killed when a drunk driver crashed into her car. But Dakota finds happiness when she goes running through the halls at night, e...
