Dawn - 5 "I'm so glad you're okay!" Sky shouts, pulling me into another big embrace.Dawn - 5 by xFionnax
I nod, feeling her sleek brown hair brush against my cheek. I wrap my arms around her neck, enclosing the embrace knowing at least she cares. She lets go of me when I hear her phone ring an up-beat song, and I watch her slip it out of her back pocket. She raises her index finger at me, indicating she needs a moment. I step back a little and realize how dark I look. I wonder if my clothes are still at my house... I look down the street to wear my house stays still. It's still the plain white house, with both sides symmetrical. A wooden front door, a couple of windows bordering it, and a top window covered in yellow tape because it's been shattered; the window to my room.
I don't think I've cried all that much over my remaining family dying.. Mainly because when my father died I suddenly shut out the rest of the world around me, especially my mother. I think I blamed all the sorrow and rage onto
Dawn - 4 I blankly stare at Jeff, and feel my pulse quicken and throb, almost painfully, throughout my wrists, finger tips, chest, and neck. I mutter "Jeff", repeating who he claims himself to be. I say it softly, but enough for him to hear and answer. He nods slowly, and my mind automatically recalls the way he hummed his name. It seems so familiar the way he said it.. I think I've heard it in my dream before, when I was still here in the hospital, or knocked out. How long ago was that..? Seems like forever. Somehow the image of the man named Jeff wasn't the man sitting next to me... but my attacker. Though his voice was the exact same soothing voice of Jeff over here.Dawn - 4 by xFionnax
Jeff looks at me, his eyes piercing mine. I am the first one to glance away, as I sit here in silence. I feel myself shyly run my hand up my arm, and feel my skin rub against the burning cuts I've gotten from the broken glass.. His foggy blue eyes look at my hand when I pull it back, and I see little spots of blood dripping. I
Dawn - 3 I wake up to a soft, fuzzy sound of a heart-beat monitor. I feel numb all over, like I can't move anything. The rhythm of the heart beat becomes louder, and more clear, and I slowly begin to open my eyes. I try to fully open them, but it feels like tiny little weights are attached to my eyelids. I manage to open my right eye, because my left eye feels like it's tightly packed under an eye patch. I try to lift my limb arm, and eventually get it up to my face, to feel the object covering my left eye. I feel around, and I know it is an eye patch. I'm in a hospital room. What the hell happened?Dawn - 3 by xFionnax
I sit up, only to feel a sharp pain strike my lower back, and my chest. I push myself to sit back on the pillows of my bed, and I regain my vision clearly. I begin to feel my arms again, and look at my hands. I look at the palms of my hands, and images flash before me like a nightmare. I see images in my head of the same position of my hands in front of me, only their covered in dark red