I gain consciousness. I feel awake but i feel dopey. Am i drugged. Where am i. Thoughts and questions racing through my mind. I cant think. I cant move. The white light is still piercing through my eyelids.I feel a cold hand touch my arm. "Mum?" I ask to the air, to whoever is there. I hope its her but i cant tell. Suddenly a darkness hides the light and I'm able to open my eyes and see a doctor? Is it a nurse? Whoever it is he or she has a stethoscope around her neck so, I'm in a hospital? What happened to me.
I attempt to bring myself up onto my elbows but i feel the person over me push me down. I hear muffled voices but i cant make out what they're saying. I hear mums voice. I hear the worry in her throat. I begin to feel panicky. What's happening to me? Why cant i hear them? What's going on? I try to get up again but i just get pushed back down. I try several more times but with a small push each time i am slammed onto what I assume to be a bed.
I begin to feel like it's moving. My body is being brought upright. Maybe I'm boing folded in half. I don't know. Suddenly neither the white light or the person are in my face and I try to look around. To my left i see mum she has faint streaks of where she had been crying. The panicky feeling returns. She puts on a fake smile as she tries to seem brave. Why aren't people telling me what's going on?
I try to ask but it comes out as a mumble of letters. I try again as i look to my right and notice that there is a doctor there who seems like he was talking to my mum. "What's going on?" I manage to ask. The man rises and appears to be a lot taller than i thought. "You passed out at school, you just collapsed, but its like nothing we've seen before. Your heart stopped beating all your organs just stoped working. You were supposedly dead" he seems worried but there was a hint of sickening excitement. "I was just daydreaming." I reply realising how odd it sounded. I appeared to be dead but i was daydreaming. I was extremely confused. I looked towards mum and now understand why she was crying. She thought i was dead.

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Her world
FantasyPlease vote and comment About a girl. Her struggles. Her life. I'm not sure where the inspiration was from but i just write as it comes to me and i go from there.