WHOMP, WHOMP,"Sweety? Sweety, can you hear me?C-can you hear me?Hon, what's your name? Where are you, now," when the woman talked, it was in a haze of words and ringing.
RRRIIINNNGGG, RRIINNGG, RING "Urgh, um, my name is Xena Cross, and I'm at-OW, AH, woah, sorry, I just, my shoulder, anyway," I said in an embarrassed voice," I'm at my new school, ugh, I can't remember what it's called"
"Ok, she's appearing to have some kind of memory loss."
"Hey I'm right here, and I only learned yesterday that this was my high school, not the one a block away!So, all I'm going to say is:it's not memory loss."As I said this, an ambulance drove up. Paramedics rushed to my side," I'm fine, I really am!," I said as I began to walk away.
The paramedics kept on insisting that I go to the hospital, "just so the doctors can check out your sholder,"
I was just able to slip away and rush back home. After that, life went on normally for me, all for a week.
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Daughter Of Hecate
RandomWhen you're a short, 14 year old girl with a hard fist and an attitude, things can be hard in high school. EXPECIALLY when your a demigod.
