Back in the darkness I let it surround me, protect me from the people in the light world. The world where everyone was sad and hurting. If I really am sick I will be just fine here. Here nothing can hurt me. I don't feel any pain at all. Here they don't poke me with needles as soon as I open my eyes, or try to crush me as soon as they see me. Here nobody will put me in hospitals.
Suddenly the ground I'm standing on starts to shake. *THUD* I fall down hard on the floor. It didn't hurt but it sure shocked me. Two lights appear next to each other. They are bright green and hover about a foot from me. Through the light I see the brown-haired woman and the funny-bearded doctor. They are holding an arm, looking for a pulse. The brown-haired woman's hands are reaching out in my direction and are shouting as she is shaking something. As she shakes the room moves and I fall down on the floor again. I then see the shocked woman (my so called mom) standing further back in the room crying as she is being held by the older boy, who also is crying. The little boy is holding onto his older brother's pant-leg and is bawling his eyes out as he clutches his teddy-bear. Suddenly the older boy lets go of his mother and pushes his younger brother out of the way as he runs towards me. He stares directly into my eyes and says:
-Chessie! Please if you by any chance can hear me, please wake up. Please come back to us. We can't lose you too! He shouts crying. I start shaking my head.
-No! No! I'm not Chessie! I'm not! I like it here, I don't want to go back! I shout at the picture in the light as I back away from it. I feel the back of my head hit something as I back further away from the light. Gasping I turn around. I find myself standing eye to eye with Chess-girl. Like me, she's on her knees with her hands on the floor breathing heavily. I stand up and walk towards her, not realizing that she copied my every move. We reach out for each other only to find that there is a cold glass surface between us. At the exact same time, we start hitting the glass trying to reach other. Not wanting to be alone. With numb hands I sink down in front of the glass and look back at her. She is sitting in the exact same position looking back at me with a hurt and alone look on her face. I put one hand on the cold glass surface and look into her eyes. In the back of her eye I see a reflection. A reflection of her? No, it's me. Frightened I stand up and start moving around, eyes still on Chess-girl. She copies my every move without hesitation. It's not glass, it never was. It's a mirror. A great big mirror!
I am Chess-girl. I take one look at myself in the mirror and I have to admit that I look awful. My face is pale and eyes red. I'm wearing a white hospital-gown and have tubes sticking out from my arms and neck. How could I have not noticed that before?
-I'm sorry Ms. But she isn't responding. We have tried everything. Unless there's a miracle that can save her I'm afraid that she isn't going to make it. A hushed voice says. A woman starts crying hysterically. I paled(if it's even possible to be paler than I already am.)
If I'm Chess-girl that means that I'm chess-girl in the hospital. The sick one. And I'm going to die, I don't even know why? What happened that's so terrible that I'm going to die? I lean against the mirror, then there's a beep and people starts to cry.
-Time of death 6:47 pm, a voice says. Then there's no more light.
