Happy New Years! and here is my first post for 2011!! Out of most of my stories this one has to be my personal favorite, and I'm sad to neglect it and not properly update. I want to see this one finished by hopefully this month and then start fixing it.
© Kalee E 2011
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The Blazing Star bursts into life like it names entails,
Yet when the end of its seasons begins to fade and the yellow weeps away,
One is left wondering when the Blazing star have suddenly burned up.
It color is one that blends in with the setting sun
Yet has its own persona when questioned of its origin.
When one wishes to be friendly,
We use this color to symbolize our joy towards that person.
Though it is known for its happy outlook,
Many do not realize how granted we take its name.
Like the flowers by the name of the sun and others that join its flock,
Just like the Blazing star and its bursting beauty,
It will one day burn out.
-Kalee E
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The moment my eyes open, I realized that I was no longer in the cafeteria. It was very clear, seeing that the room held a bed rather than the familiar plastic chairs and off white tables. I also noticed the lack of smoke that once loomed over my form and stretched its greedy, suffocating hands to every corner that it could possibly reach. It was like everything had been a malicious nightmare and nothing more.
Of course I knew better than to believe that.
Above, a glaring light hissed in my face, clearly none too pleased to see me under its illuminating presence. I frown at this, finding that I had to squint in order to block the ruthless beams. To my side, I heard the faint sound of shuffling and little noises of objects bumping into one another. Turning my head to the side, I realized that I wasn't the only person in this room.
Not too far from my stood my doctor, his back facing me as his hands moved about a white wooden counter that was attached to the wall. Above the counter were a few shelves handing over with various supplies of medication and a scattered packets with bandages and some quick aid kits for small wounds.
When he finally faced me I couldn't help but notice the relief that flooded his gaze as he saw that I was awake.
“What happened?” I asked, curious as Dr Trace placed his warm hand over my head. I didn’t realize what he was doing until I felt the cloth that was wrapped around my head.
“You fell.” He stated lightly, inspecting my head as he slowly tighten the bandages. I raised my hand to help but he gently pushed it away. In return I gave him a quick questioning expression before turning my attention to the room. I recognized it as small medical room that most of the patients would go to whenever they received an injury. Most of the time though, our medication is brought to us so we usually tend to visit this place not as often since I t more for surgeries or those who need watch since its closer to the storage of where most of the medicines are stocked.
It wasn’t until I felt a slight pressure upon my head did I glance back up to the good doctor and took note of his appearance.
Dr Trace’s hair was in slight disarray, his eyes clearly tired as small signs of the skin around them appear darker as he looked over his work. After he had stopped checking my head he took a step back and reached for his usual clip board and began taking notes. He kept writing down info on the documents that were held tightly by the clipboard but when I tried to see what he was possibly recording, his words were sheltered from my view by his arm. Sighing in silent defeat, I reflected back to earlier events.
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