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I hate this.
My hand is shaking so bad I can barely write. This sucks, and I have no idea how to deal with it. Alex suggested I try and write down everything that happened, but I can't seem to focus on any one thing for long enough.
Maybe if I talk about it in small parts, he says. Gee, Alex, I never thought of that.
No, I know you're only trying to help. I'm sorry.
I can't even see the page anymore, I'm crying so hard. I think these words might be running into the lines above them, and this is going to be a mess to read later.
I'll write stuff down in the morning, I guess, when it isn't three a.m.
I'm going to try to go back to sleep. Alex picked a movie, I hope it's good.
Goodnight.
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Y'know, this really, REALLY sucks. Sleeping used to be my one release from the hell I was in, now the bastard's taken that away from me too.
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I thought sleep was safe. . .
YOU ARE READING
Dandelion
Short StoryAfter the incident that left her unconscious in a hospital, Lily Ward is beginning to make a slow recovery. As coping mechanism, she writes down things that happen to her in a journal. This is Lily's account of her recovery, the way events seemed...
