Its so red, dark, warm. I watched the red liquid run down my finger. I always wondered what my blood tasted like but before I had the chance things started getting dark. I heard my aunt come rushing in not knowing what was wrong with me. I wish I could sit up and tell her everything but it in reality it wasn't. Now I knew I was going out...
I woke up in an uncomfortable little room, which was very familiar I mean fainting at the sign of your own blood was pretty rough. I seen a lady in a long purple skirt with brown hair with gray roots walk over to me, her name was Lyraine, she was my aunt. She took custurdy of my when I was seven after my father died in the war and only one year later my mother set herself on fire. I've been living with her for nine years going on ten. My aunt walked over to me "good morning sunshine" she greeted me, I gave her a uneven smile, I was still a little dazed from the peniciline. About 15 minutes later a nerse came over and said I was free to go from this hell hole, I hated the hospital it was so depressing.
