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Secret Hero

Chapter two

Suddenly, from out of the blue, I could start to feel my body again.
Two my surprise, the everlasting torment came to an end.
No mor numbness or nightmares, I compleatly forgot about all those horrible feelings.
Soon enough I could feel the pressence of unknown surroundings, also the soft cushioning beneath me, but to my disappointment, pain came flooding through my body.
Relief washed over me as I was able to ever so slightly inch my eyes open.
The brightness of the room was overwhelming.
I had to blink a few times to acturly adjust to the unfamiliar lighting, but I was surprised to be met with a small white room. I was able to adjust my week neck to the left.
Beside my was what looked to be a heart monitor, beeping away silently in the corner.
My vission started to blur as my eyes filled with tears.
Why am I in the hospital?
What happened to me?!
I closed my eyes and took three slow deep breathes, that always seemed to help calm me down a lot.
My dad tort me that when I was seven, then a couple years later they started to despise me, they just suddenly hated me. I do t even know why?
They treated me like a slave and abused me, I'm never going to forgive such monsters.
Looking further into the distance I noticed a large window, with baby blue colored curtains, flowing in the gentle breeze.
I took another deep breath, relaxing into the soft bedding, but only just as the blue double doors slammed open, revealing a young man wearing a white lab coat.
But shortly rushing out seconds later. Well that was strange, not only am I really confused of why I'm in a hospital attached to a heart monitor, but no one wants to see me?
Why would he just run away from me like that? Am I just too ugly to be in anyone's presence?
No one would want to see me, not even my own family, they just left me to survive on my own with no support what so ever.
Seriously, I don't know why they hated me so much, after all I did for them they just treated my like crap.
They used me them dumped me.
What lovely parents right?
(Note the sarcasm there).


Notes

It's so cold in Australia at the moment, it's just poring down with rain. But the good thing is that I absolutely LOVE it when it's overcast, it makes me feel creative and want to write more.

Enjoy ;)




Comments

Guise I'm looking for a co-writer, cause its always better with someone helping. Please comment if you would like the chance to. Don't worry I will talk about the details later. ;)

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5/16/14