Emily

Chapter 1

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"What does it feel like to die?"

This thought always kept me up at night until I finally came up with an answer that made sense. Nothing. Nothing would happen after you would die, you would just disappear from existence for all eternity.

One day I felt like doing just that. I got up out of my bed, went for a walk, and just decided it was time to disappear, to leave all my worries and troubles behind and just wither away, out of existence. To die. I was prepared for what was to come, I don't believe that there would be an angel to lead me up to heaven or a demon to lure me to hell. I believed, I would finally, for once and for all, not have to think about anything and just be gone.

Then I woke up in a hospital bed and my world came crashing down. People, family members I didn't know I had, were there, all surrounding my small little bed that someone had tightly tucked me into so much so that I could barely breathe. I could only hear bits and pieces of what they were saying but judging by how some people were crying and others had their mouths wide open in awe I knew that I wasn't dead.

I had failed.

I saw my mother standing at the side of my bed and holding my hand that had a tube going through it. It was uncomfortably, itchy and I wanted to pull it out, but I didn't feel like I even had the energy to do so. My older sister who was crying in my brother's arms, my father who was standing there had a huge smile on his face, relieved, and my youngest brother was lying next to me, his head resting on my shoulder and holding my other hand. This would have been a nice moment for other people, but for me, it felt suffocating. The only thing that was going through my mind was, how am I still here?

I looked down at the bed I was in. My right arm and legs were covered in the huge uncomfortable casts that I was dying to take off. They were way too itchy for my taste. I felt something was wrapped around my head too, along with a huge pain in my head that came along with it.

"Why did you sleep so long Maggie?" I hear my little brother's sweet little voice ask beside me, and I couldn't help but laugh, causing pain to shoot through my sides but I try not to wince. My little brother looks up at me, his big blue eyes looking into my eyes that I could barely keep open, but I try to smile nonetheless for his sake. He still doesn't know what I tried to do.

I look away from him and towards my mom, who was trying to control her uncontrollable crying, "Hi, mom," I squeak, my throat feeling super dry at that moment.

My mom wipes the tears out of her eyes and looks up at me, " H-how did you...why...Maggie," I squeeze my mom's hand to keep her from crying anymore and just smile and nod, not feeling like doing anything else but sleeping or getting a gallon of water. Man, my mouth was so dry, now. I bet I could drink up a whole pond in a span of two minutes. A large amount of pain abruptly runs through my head and lungs and I wince, squeezing my eyes shut for a moment to try and calm the pain but it doesn't help that much, it just makes it worse.

"Are you going to go to sleep again? Daddy says they didn't know when you would wake up but I just told him that he needed to get a prince like in sleeping beauty so they could fix it, but none of them would listen to me," my little brother, Peter, continues on with his story and I could feel my heart strings snapping as I continue to listen on with his story. He then explains to me his plan on how he was going to get me prince to save me from eternal slumber.