I hear voices but can't understand what is said. There are blurred images of faces peering down at me and moving away then darkness comes again. Consciousness fades in and out. I can't tell if I am dreaming or not. One moment I am dead or at least I though I was then next thing I know I'm woken by a noise besides me. shouldn't I be dead I thought groaning as the strong scent of bleach hit my nose making me wrinkle it in distaste. should death smell like bleach? I tried opening my eyes squinting at a white light. and since when was hell so fucking bright
my eyes adjusted finally and I saw white walls and white curtains and white desks and chairs and even white sheets on the weird bed I was in. thats when I realized I was in the hospital and i went into a panic attack. hospital? HOSPITAL! why am I in a hospital i was shot and thrown out a window! THE SECOND STORY WINDOW!!! why couldn't i just die in peace? I whimpered tears streaming down my face.
I then looked around the room for an exit and I saw a window that I could jump out of yeah that sounds nice jumping out a window that should end it right? I think I'm on the hospitals third floor. I tried to sit up but failed horribly as a pain went through my shoulder and side. no you can't give up now you're so close lucky it could all just stop. I thought to myself sitting up again getting out of the weird cot bed I was in. I carefully walked up to the window making sure nobody saw me lifting open the window to a dark stormy night.
this is it lucky. I thought hoisting one leg over the window then the next I was gonna jump on the count of three
" one . . .
two . . .
thr-"
" STOP!! *HUFF* PLEASE STOP... STOP PLEASE. STOP! STOP!"
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Teen FictionLucky is a kinda normal 15 year old teenage girl well whatever normal is she has problems though she deals with depression, anxiety and a few eating and sleeping disorders too her parents hate her her only real friend is kinda a man whore and she j...
