Saving Ally

Chapter 42

-- Ally Christian

     When I wake up, I forget where I am. I sit up in bed and look around the room. First at the blank, bland wall then the metal painted door. When I reach Lyn I remember exactly where I am. This happens to me a lot since I've been here. Somtimes I'll wake up with a headache, but either I've gotten use to it, or it stopped happening.

     It's not normal for me to sleep through the night, but surprisingly it's working. Sometimes I'll have nightmares about Drew or school, but instead of waking up I sleep through them. Lyn tells me that when I have those types of dreams, I move in my sleep a lot and sometimes talk in my sleep. I forget my nightmares for the most part now, which is also unusual.

     I stretch my arms and get out of bed. When I do this, my vision gets blurry. Not for long, but for a bit. I guess it's just my medication, but I guess it's helping. I don't think too much. Sounds weird to say that, doesn't it? I don't constantly think about everything around me, and I love it. I can finally relax and not have to worry about others thoughts or anything.

     When I walk over to the window, I look at the sunrise. I smile as I watch the sun slowly rise up. That's probably the only thing I love about this room. I must've been sitting there for a while because once the sun is all the way up, the nurses come by one by one to wake us up. Lyn likes to sleep in, so she doesn't usually get up. I had to learn not to shake her, otherwise, she gets violent. She apologizes later, mostly because she doesn't remember it much.

     The nurses come by and wake her up. When she gets violent, they give her a shot. It doesn't make her fall asleep, but it makes her calmer. I wonder how many people they have to do that to. I guess it's for the best. They just give me my pills and of course, I have to swallow them and show them that I did.

     I get to see Miranda today. One of the nurses takes me to her office. When I walk in, she stands up to greet me by saying hello. I smile and sit down, or more like collapse, in her chair. My muscles are so tired 24/7. I just want to lay down and relax all day.

     "How are you doing, Ally?"

     "I d-don't know," I say. "I just feel physically t-tired all the time and when I wake up in the morning I s-sometimes have a headache or I g-get dizzy or my vision gets b-blurry. I don't think about D-Drew...or really anything too much."

     "What you're experiencing are just some side effects, nothing to be afraid of. It'll go away soon. They're doing their job though, right? Are you getting enough sleep, and do you feel less anxious and depressed."

     "I guess so. I smile more often, that's for sure. It's easier to talk to p-people," I explain. "I get enough sleep. I still have nightmares sometimes, but I think it'll get better."

     Miranda smiles and says, "It's great that you have enthusiasm. I think you'll be better before you know it. It's only been three weeks. Give it a little more time."

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     After lunch, Lyn and I sit on the couch and watch TV for a bit. Some other girls join us typically, but they don't like Lyn too much. I think she's nice, but others have seen a bad side of her I guess because they know a lot about her.

     "Are we allowed to watch the news?" I ask.

     Lyn responds, "Yea, I think so, why?"

     I grab the remote and change it to the news. Some other girls groan in disapproval. "I want to see what's going on in the world," I explain.

     We watch the news and a couple commercials for about ten minutes, and then he popped up. My dad is trying to find me. The police are afraid that I've run off to hide something. They started the search for me today. Mr. Borden said I was getting help and that he didn't want to reveal my location, which I'm assuming made the search even more important. Lyn looks over at me after I change the channel.