All It Takes

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It was around midnight when my eyes fluttered open and the black clouds flooded out of my vision. It made me dizzy and I closed my eyes as tight as I could for a few seconds, then I opened them. I slowly sat up because I quickly realized that any quick motion made the world around me spin. When I finally got up I scooted my butt back a laid my back down on the pillows behind me. I looked around and saw practically half the world sitting in chairs in a circle around me. They were all leaning on each other and the children were sleeping in laps. Their eyes were all closed and a few were snoring. I looked to my right and closest to me was Matt. I look down and I was wearing a thin hospital gown that had small light blue flowers all over them. I reached down, grabbed the covers, and peeled them off my sweaty skin. My legs looked fine which the only reason I checked was because when I fell my legs had buckled so fast it felt like my legs were shot instead of my upper abdomen. I tried moving my legs off the bed but I got dizzy so I slowly inched them over the side. I stood up and I felt a yank on my arm and instead of hearing the constant Beep... beep... beep... that I had heard before I heard a long droning on Beeeeeeeeeep... At that moment, everyone woke up and my young 2-year-old niece started crying. All of the sudden commotion gave me a wave of nausea and I fell backwards onto the bed. I a quick roll around and emptied out my insides out onto the bed. Nurses rushed in and they quickly plugged my back in to the machine and lay my down in the bed parallel to the one I just vomited on. Everybody was rushing around me as nurses cleaned up my mess. My mom came up right next to me and started rubbing my head. I felt like a dog but I didn't mind because it felt good. I rolled over (signaling for her to rub my back) and buried my head in the crook of my arm. I felt my arm starting to get wet and realized that tears were trickling down my cheek. I felt so horrible and just wished to be home in my warm bed and that though soothed me enough that I fell asleep. When I woke up again everyone around me was back asleep. I looked down at my wrist expecting that my watch would be there and realized it wasn't. I lifted my head the slightest bit and saw Matt sitting at the end of my bed, reading Twilight for about the fifty-thousandth time in a row. I rested my head back down and looked at the ceiling. I thought to myself, How much longer do I have to be in this dump felling like trash?