Woken from his long sleep, Timmy opens his eyes. At first, he is silent. He thinks 'Where am I? What happened? Why does everything hurt?' He turns his head to the left to see his father sleeping on the hospital couch. "Dad?" says Timmy. His dad shot up quickly, and turned to Timmy and said "You're awake." He walks over to Timmy's bed, and sits next to him on the bed. "Dad, where am I? What happened? Where's --" "Son, slow down. Relax." says his Dad. Timmy goes silent, and looks at his Dad, waiting for an explanation. "We got hit by a drunk driver, and you passed out instantly." explained Timmy's dad. Timmy tries to get up, to hug his dad, but he can't. His legs have no feeling in them, and he can't move them whatsoever. "DAD? WHAT HAPPENED TO MY LEGS? I CAN'T MOVE THEM!" cries Timmy. "I can answer that" says another voice. Timmy looks up to see a nurse, the one that was in the emergency room when he first came in. "You lost them in the accident. When the cars collided, the bang knocked you out instantly." She took a long pause for him to think. "Your car was crushed, and your legs were bent backwards, due to the car bending inwards. I'm sorry, sir." Timmy couldn't say anything, not even cry. This can't be happening, this must be a bad dream. He was silent for awhile, then he came to his senses. "Will I ever be able to walk again?" The nurse went from mellow, to blue. "We are doing tests and stuff right now. So we are not sure yet." With that, she continued to talk, but in a whisper to Timmy's Dad. "Mr. Baker--" "Call me, Sam." She waited to see if he had anything else to say, then went on with what she had to say. "I need you to come with me, we need to talk about insurance, and Timmy's condition." Before Sam left, he went over to his son, and hugged him tight. Then he got up, and walked out of the room with the nurse. 'I can't play baseball with no legs!' Timmy thought. At the thought of not being able to walk, play baseball, or do a lot of things he loved to do, he cried. He sobbed into his pillow, and felt the burn from the scar on his face. He touched it, and traced it. The salty tears made the cut burn, but he liked it. As sad as he was about losing his legs, he felt comfort by having this scar. This showed something to him, that he survived, when most people don't get that chance.
