I coughed and my eyes fluttered open before shutting instantly from the pain of the gleaming light above me. What is this? Where am I? Why... am I? I thought. It took a while for my eyes to adjust, it felt like I had been asleep for weeks but once they finally had, I glanced around the room. a sanitary primary blue room with white ceramic tiles and a blinding xenon light above my head, two windows were set into the wall to my right that looked over the city and a closed door with a long vertical window was in the far corner on the left wall. I sat upright to look into the corridor that promised to be on the other side of the door in the hope of seeing some answers as to where I was but was pulled back down by the feeling of tubes running down the back of my throat. Only then did I think to look at myself. I was in a bed, in a white and blue thin robe of coarse fabric... a hospital robe. I had tubes running up my nose and down my throat providing oxygen and was attached to a drip in each arm, upon looking down at my arms I also noticed the cross cross of scars etched into my skin. I suppressed the memories bubbling up like vomit but my hand automatically went and gently touched my neck, feeling for a rope. Nothing, but the skin was tender. I sat up and pulled the tubes from my arms and my nose and the electrodes from my temples and chest, as I did the the heart rate monitor that I hadn't realised was there; probably due to the rhythm of the noise joining background noises like traffic and birds, went flat and alarms sounded...
Before I was able to react an onslaught of nurses and doctors, all clad in blue scrubs were surrounding the bed with startled looks on their faces; probably expecting me to be dead, not sitting up right, but that was the least of my worries, I'm a stubborn person when in need of something and right now I am in need of answers, why am I still here? As the thought passed through my head, my mother entered the room eyes red and puffy and cheeks chubby - evident she had been crying - this is where I would find my answers.
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All the light we cannot see
Teen FictionAfter his suicide attempt fails Louie is thrust into all the darkness of the world, thought lost forever. Until he meets a hidden ray of light that has the potential to renew his lease on life.