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Start of a New Life

I awoke on a bed in some sort of hospital room. I saw no sight of Brandon nor my mother. I was just by myself in this room. As I sat on the bed trying to rethink all of what happened before I fell asleep, a young woman, who was dressed in nurses clothing, soon entered the room.

"I see you're awake". She smiled. I wasn't ready for any cute or friendly shit. I just wanna die.

"Listen nurse lady, or whoever you are. I don't give a damn what prison you send me to or if you send me back to India, just make sure that you kill me first. I'd rather go to hell". I growled to her. Yet she still continued to smile.

"I'll take care of you dear, don't worry". She replied as she approached me. She took a seat on the edge of my bed and began to feel my clothing and my hair.

"Oh dear, your condition is terrible. So this is what's going to happen. I'll help you change out of these old clothes and I'll fix you up a bit. You'll be fine, you don't need to die. Have faith my child". She said as she helped me up. I was too weak to push her away, that was what I wanted to do. Instead, I let her hold my hand and guide me down the halls. Am I in prison? Or is this a regular hospital? It seemed so clean and it had some sort of peaceful aura coming from it. I felt a little more calmer.

"You can call me Ms.Lily okay"? She said sweetly. I just nodded. She led me into a room with a bathtub.

"Now get undressed, don't be shy. I'll help you clean up". She instructed as she began adjusting the water in the tub. I removed my clothing and it was when I was completely naked that I realized how bad of a condition I was in. I looked at my slightly damp and badly torn clothing. I had an underwear that I hadn't changed in weeks. I've been wearing the same clothing for months. I then looked at my body in the mirror by the bathtub. I couldn't tell if this was my actual skin color or just dirt. My skin was black, dry, and seemed rusty. My hair was so long. Yet it was full of dust, dirt, mud. I'm a mess now that I actually take a good look at myself. I've been living like this for so long and all I cared about for most of my life was that I had something to eat and drink each day.

"Natalia, the water is ready". Ms.Lily called as she helped me into the tub. Once I sat in the tub, I felt strange. I haven't had a proper shower in so long. Ms. Lily filled a small bucket with some water and began to pour it on my head. She cleaned out my hair first. After washing out the mud and what not from my hair that was all it took to make the water grow brown. She then put some soap on a sponge and began to scrub my skin. It was the most refreshing feeling in the world. It felt so good I almost forgot about my desire to kill myself. Just then, I remembered.

"Ms.Lily, do you know what happened to my brother and my mom"? I asked.

"I can't really fill you in on much. I was warned about that. But I can tell you what happened to your brother. Since he's 20 years old and he stole, he's going to be in jail for a while. As for your mother, I can't really say what happened to her". She explained as she continued to bathe me. I wanted to throw a fit and begin defending my family. I wanted to scream out for my brother. I wanted to cry in my mother's arms. Yet I'm so weak, I just can't.

"I stole too, why aren't I in prison with my brother"? I asked.

"Well, that was going to happen. But there were other plans made. I'll leave that as a surprise to you. All I'll say is that you're life will get better. You don't need to be afraid and struggling anymore, there's some people who are very willing to take care of you. You're going to be put in good hands". She replied. Am I going to have a second chance at life? Or will this just be an empty promise that will only make me want to die even more. Probably that, I've never had luck in my life. But I'll have faith, I'll give it a shot and see how it turns out. Who knows, maybe things will change for the better. Maybe this is where I begin to meet luck.