Real-life Demons
My eyes open. I feel as if my body’s asleep, but my mind is wide awake. My arms and legs are limp, like a teddy bear without stuffing. I move my mouth to talk, but no sound comes out.
]I am in a hospital. I’m standing still, but the hospital is hovering around me. The first thing I see is a body lying lifeless on a hospital bed. I continue to stare at this person who looks exactly like me, and I think, Who is that? Why is she here?
Then I look around. I see hospital beds and medical equipment, my family huddled together like penguins. Tears stream down my mother’s face like a river, as my dad is consoling her. My little sister looks as if she just saw a ghost. Then I look at myself. I seem to be glowing and appear almost transparent. Am I a ghost? No, I can’t be, it’s impossible. Nothing happened for me to become a ghost—at least nothing I can remember. At that exact moment, everything fades. . . . …show more content…
I see myself again, except I’m not lying in a hospital bed. I’m partying, smoke in hand. I grab a beer and take a sip, not realizing that I am drinking a demon out to destroy me. I collapse on the floor. My friends run to me. Then it fades. . . .
I am back in the hospital room. I stare at myself again, except this time I know what has happened and why I’m here. I want to cry so bad, but tears refuse to come out. I want to curl up in a ball and die, but I think, I’m already dead. This was my fault; how could I do this to my family? If I feel this bad, my family probably feels ten times worse. I don’t know what to do. I want to go
My eyes open. I feel as if my body’s asleep, but my mind is wide awake. My arms and legs are limp, like a teddy bear without stuffing. I move my mouth to talk, but no sound comes out.
]I am in a hospital. I’m standing still, but the hospital is hovering around me. The first thing I see is a body lying lifeless on a hospital bed. I continue to stare at this person who looks exactly like me, and I think, Who is that? Why is she here?
Then I look around. I see hospital beds and medical equipment, my family huddled together like penguins. Tears stream down my mother’s face like a river, as my dad is consoling her. My little sister looks as if she just saw a ghost. Then I look at myself. I seem to be glowing and appear almost transparent. Am I a ghost? No, I can’t be, it’s impossible. Nothing happened for me to become a ghost—at least nothing I can remember. At that exact moment, everything fades. . . . …show more content…
I see myself again, except I’m not lying in a hospital bed. I’m partying, smoke in hand. I grab a beer and take a sip, not realizing that I am drinking a demon out to destroy me. I collapse on the floor. My friends run to me. Then it fades. . . .
I am back in the hospital room. I stare at myself again, except this time I know what has happened and why I’m here. I want to cry so bad, but tears refuse to come out. I want to curl up in a ball and die, but I think, I’m already dead. This was my fault; how could I do this to my family? If I feel this bad, my family probably feels ten times worse. I don’t know what to do. I want to go