White fills my mind. A clean crisp white that nothing can penetrate through. This color blocks out all thoughts that try to enter. My eyes flicker open, everything is white but it's a different white. The pasty cream colored walls close around me. I quickly bring myself to a sitting position. The unfamiliar walls get closer. I fling the blanket from me and leap off of the bed. My leg buckles beneath me and I crumble to the floor. A clear tube yanks itself from my nose, at this moment the air gets to thicker. I gasp at nothing trying to get a breath. My throat closes as quickly as the walls.
A woman in blue rushes into the room. She grabs the clear tube from off the ground and brings it up to my face. My breath struggles as I grab her arm trying to push her away. She takes her other hand and grabs the back of my head. I shake my head trying to release myself from her grasp. Black blobs speckle through the air. My focus blurs to a smear of fuzzy color. White fades to black.
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Who am I?
Short StoryClare in involved in an accident which leaves her not knowing who is. She struggles to rediscover the world and who she is.
