Megans POV
My eyes scan the room,looking at every picture carefully like I've never seen them before. I've never been away from my home for more then a few days ,a week and a few days is weird to me,I know that doesent sound right because a week sounds so short but honestly that was the longest week I've ever experianced before and I don't want to relive it. I sigh at the weird feeling of being in my own bed,not having nurses walk in and out of the room every seconds and even more the feeling of my parents acting like everythings normal,like I'm okay.
Wanting to move but knowing you can't is the worse thing in the world,mainly because if I move,I know that it will hurt like hell but also if I move what if I make things worse then they already are. The words the doctor told me remain in my mind "Bed Rest " , the fact I can't do anything for weeks actually drains my mind. I'm reminded of how quiet my room is by the sound of my parents downstairs,its clear that they haven't sorted out of any of their differences while I've been gone,honestly don't get what's wrong with them but right now,I've got enough to think about.
Now that I think about it,since I got back home ,not one word has to said to me by either of my parents,not even a simple "hello". I know that they are really conversational kind of people but you'd think they'd have something to say to their daughter that's come home in a wheelchair like its actually blows my mind.
