DEAF AND DEATH

Chapter two

Blurring visions appeared In my head. I struggled to sleep or even rest. I was dragged from test to test, while they were checking if I was fine. I missed my formal. The last one that would soon lead to graduation, a career, maybe love and ending my life. Why had this come so quickly? What had I done wrong? Where was my mother?

I drifted off to sleep still wondering why and what exactly happened to my mother. Where was my father? Did I have siblings?

But none of these questions could be answered.

THREE HOURS LATER

I woke up to the sound of nurses walking and rushing around in the hallway. There were still no news about my beautiful mother.

Grrrumble.

I was hungry, confused, tired, angry and..... lost.

At last, a kind old nurse walked in with a plastic tray with potato mash and chopped grilled meat. Then she set it on the table beside me and started feeding me like I was a baby.

"What the heck do you think you are doing?" I shouted at her after I swallowed.

The nurse looked hurt, but remained calm and understanding.

"You're hurt dear. You cannot feed yourself yet."

"No, You don't understand. I can feed myself perfectly."

"Dear, you were involved in a car accident and you are hurt. Please don't yell. You are blessed to be able to hear."

Just then I remembered. I. Am. Deaf.

Shame spread across my pale face and tears welled in my eyes. I can never hear properly again. What will people think of me???

"The Police." She broke the silence.

"What!?" I asked impatiently.

The old lady stared intently at the window. Her eyes transfixed to the traffic below.

"They are investigating what and why your mother crashed her car."

"SO!?" I replied frustrated.

"What has the crash got to do with me.?"

The nurse said nothing. Her eyes still fixed on the glass.

"I Don't Know." She finally whispered.

Her eyes turned back to me. I could see that she too, was crying. I still didn't understand what was wrong. No one did.