I didn't saw it coming. I really didn't. I was talking to my Mum when i noticed the car. It was already too late. The last thing I remembered before everything went black was that Flashlight, that was coming really really close and my Mum screaming. And then ... nothing. Just darkness. The next Thing I remembered was these loud voices. Too loud voices. But I could heard voices, that was good. That meant that I was not dead. But was I really alive? Or was I just imagine these voices? So many Questions and no Answers.
I decided to try and open my eyes, or just to give a hint that I was awake. I really tried to open my eyes but ... I couldn't. I think I was not ready at that time, but do you know what that meant? It meant that I was trapped. I was trapped inside my own body. Awake and no one knew. No one knew I could feel everything and hear everything. That was the worst part of that day. Not that I obviously was hit by a car. No, it was the moment I realized that I was trapped. The Moment I realized that I had no control of my Body. But at the same Time I was still hoping. It was only the first Day so maybe I was just too weak to fully wake up. Well the next day I knew that I wasn't.
The next Time I woke up, I knew that I wasn't just 'Too weak'. I can't describe it, it was that feeling inside me that told me that I was not too weak. And on top of that was the talk between the Doctor and my Dad that I heard. I didn't heard everything but I heard enough. Something with that I had a serious head trauma (I don't even want to start with the rest) and that they, the Doctors, didn't knew if I was going to wake up soon. If I would ever wake up again. And then I heard my Dad crying. And I cried with him. Just in my Head, but I cried with him.
It was a long time that my Dad sat beside me and just cried. We cried together. And in that moment I remembered something. When the car hit me, I was not alone. I really didn't knew why it only occurred to me at that moment and I felt really bad. What happened to my Mum? Maybe I could feel it at that moment when my dad started to cry, that he didn't just cried because of me. He cried for my Mum as well and I felt it. I felt that my Mum passed away. (I can't tell you what I felt at that moment, I can't really remember, but it was bad.) I couldn't even ask. I was completely unaware of what has really happened to us. I think my dad couldn't be in that Hospital room any longer that day because I heard him walk away and never coming back for that day.Maybe that is a good Time to pause and introduce myself to you. Hi my name is Cora and I am 17 Years old. I am a shy person to strangers but when I am with my friends I talk like a waterfall. (Is that even a word?) Yes, that is everything you need to know about me. Well maybe something about my Family. I lived with my Dad, my Mum, my two sisters, Ava who is 11 and Sophia who is 15 years old, and of course my dog Coco in a cute tiny House. We were the definition of a 'Perfect Family'. No Fights and everyone was there for each other. Well ... and then came the accident. This was 3 Years ago and I am going to tell you my Story. My Story of being trapped inside my own Body for 2 Years.
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Trapped inside my body
Novela JuvenilHi, my name is Cora and I am 17 Years old. This is my Story of being trapped inside my own body for 2 Years. How I felt, what I could hear and feel and how I survived. Don't Like, Don't read!