Sincerely, Sara

Chapter 22

I woke up in a white room surrounded by beeping monitors. I was hooked up to a machine that was forcing breaths in and out of my lungs.

A woman nearly jumped out of her chair when I opened my eyes.

"SARA!"

I screamed bloody murder when she came up and hugged me.

The petite woman covered her mouth with her hand "Oh Sara. They said you wouldn't remember."

"I... What are you talking about?"

"I can't talk to you about it right now it would be to stressful."

Who was this woman. Who was I?

"My name is Sara?"

She have me a comforting smile, it seemed vaguely familiar "Yeah."

"I don't feel like a Sara."

She chuckled at me, her eyes brimming with tears.

"What am I doing here?" I reached up to scratch my head and found gauze instead of hair.

Actually I didn't feel any hair at all. Where was my hair?

"You got a surgery Sara."

"Why?"

"I'm not allowed to tell you yet."

"Who left that thing?" I pointed at a giant green stuffed duck at the foot of the bed.

"A friend of yours did." she seemed to be remembering something while she looked at the duck.

"Why?"

"You ask too many questions silly girl."

"What's her name? The girl that brought it?"

"Her name is Aria."

"She must be weird."

"She's definitely something. Aria asked me to tell you that the ducks name is Harold. I don't know why that's his name, I don't even know why it's a boy. Like you said, she's weird."

"Harold the duck?"

"Harold the green duck."

This woman was nice. I wonder who she was. Something about her seemed so familiar, so comfortable.

I jumped when somebody yanked open the door and practically stomped inside.

He looked to the woman "Any difference?"

What was he talking about?

She pointed at me and when he turned around I froze. The way his icy blue eyes bore into mine was intimidating.

He rushed towards me and before I could say a word he put his arms around my waist and kissed me.