The clock ticked with the frequency of every clock in the world. Once every second. Sixty ticks a minute. Three thousand six hundred ticks an hour. Eighty-nine thousand three hundred and two times a day. It seemed like it had ticked awfully close to that number of times as I was sitting there staring at the clock. I have been waiting all day for the clock to hit four. It was finally time. I got up from my chair as fast as I could, grabbed my bag and ran out of the school. It was December 11th; today was the day. I sprinted out the front doors of my school, slipping on ice and getting an instant headache from the temperature change. “Today is the day.” I repeated to myself. I hopped in my car and slammed on the gas. The wheels turned at least
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The old doctor from before came and waved my parents over and asked them to sit outside so I can rest. He rambled on about how my brain is still active and I shouldn’t have distractions. My mom looked confused, but my dad understood and brought her over to where they would sit and wait again. Moments later the doctor calls my parents to come with him so he could explain my injuries more. Although he also explained that I should wake up any moment now. I see the relief in my mom 's eyes. Looking over her shoulder, I can see the anxiousness in my dad 's eyes, along with the temptress in Andy’s. Then the heart rate machine starts speeding up, I can see my eyes opening, and I can feel myself fading. I open my eyes to my mom crying and hugging me. My dad holding her and rubbing my back and Andy, looking into my eyes. Not knowing what happened, I sat up and hugged them all pretty confused. “You are very lucky John,” the doctor walked in. “What happened?” I questioned, looking around. “You were coming home from school and got into an accident due to a rolling stop, you are very lucky.” To check if I was ok, he started taking my pulse. After, he told everyone it was best to let me sleep and take in everything that happened. I looked around the room and the clock reads 5:04am and everyone I loved was within 10ft of me. I start to fall asleep due to whatever the doctor injected me with. My last thought was, dang, am I lucky to be
The old doctor from before came and waved my parents over and asked them to sit outside so I can rest. He rambled on about how my brain is still active and I shouldn’t have distractions. My mom looked confused, but my dad understood and brought her over to where they would sit and wait again. Moments later the doctor calls my parents to come with him so he could explain my injuries more. Although he also explained that I should wake up any moment now. I see the relief in my mom 's eyes. Looking over her shoulder, I can see the anxiousness in my dad 's eyes, along with the temptress in Andy’s. Then the heart rate machine starts speeding up, I can see my eyes opening, and I can feel myself fading. I open my eyes to my mom crying and hugging me. My dad holding her and rubbing my back and Andy, looking into my eyes. Not knowing what happened, I sat up and hugged them all pretty confused. “You are very lucky John,” the doctor walked in. “What happened?” I questioned, looking around. “You were coming home from school and got into an accident due to a rolling stop, you are very lucky.” To check if I was ok, he started taking my pulse. After, he told everyone it was best to let me sleep and take in everything that happened. I looked around the room and the clock reads 5:04am and everyone I loved was within 10ft of me. I start to fall asleep due to whatever the doctor injected me with. My last thought was, dang, am I lucky to be