Life, Death, and Destiny: Chapter 1

It seems so long ago, my accident that is. To begin my journey, I suppose I will have to start from the beginning. It’s painful to relive, but in order for you to understand I suppose I will have to. Read carefully because I have no intention of repeating this. I don’t remember much from my accident. Only little spans of time that I could loosely string together. I recall walking through the stop light at Main Street and 17^th Ave. I remember it just started flashing the walk signal. I had gone the path a thousand times. Sometimes, I would forget that I was walking. I could lose my track of thought every so often. I liked it though. I was calm, at peace. I remember I was near the other curb when all of the sudden I heard something roaring towards me. The bright yellow lights were shining down at me. I vaguely remember trying to get up, but not being able to move. My head started to throb as if someone had just hit my head with a medal bat. I recall closing my eyes in extreme pain and the sudden pang of exhaustion. The last thing I remember were the voices that started to close in around me. They rang around my head. “Oh My God, she’s not moving!” “Someone call an ambulance, now!” “Did anyone get the license plate of that truck?” “ Check her back pack for I.D.” “Oh my word. She’s bleeding from the back of the head.”“ Madam, please stop screaming! The ambulance will be here soon.” It was eerie. I could hear what they were saying, but I couldn’t respond. Then I drifted off into a sleep that seemed endless and without a point. It was just black and gray.The next thing I recall is being in the emergency room. I started hearing people talk again. I was rolled off into a regular room. “Poor kid, did you check her backpack yet, Marcie?”“ Yeah, She didn’t have any I.D. She did have a cell phone though. I called her first number on speed dial. Her Dad picked up. She is Jane Doe no more. This is Elizabeth Sullivan. She’s 14.Her family is on the way. Her Dad sounded pretty shaken up.” “Wouldn’t you be if you found out your kid got nailed by a truck going 45 miles per hour? The doctor said she had to be under 24-hour watch. She hasn’t even regained consciousness yet. Even if she does the doctor said she had some odd head injuries that might cause some problems.”“Lets go Helen we got other patients to attend to.”

I was trying my best to regain full consciousness but it was like there was nothing left to regain. I don’t remember my parents arriving. I don’t remember my Mom crying at my bedside either, but he said that’s what they did. I didn’t bother to ask him how he knew. I just followed his directions. Well to some extent at least. I had to figure some things out for myself.

I was in a state of great confusion. I was waking from a sleep. Well I think it was a sleep. I could feel myself arise. I was able to think properly again, but I couldn’t feel anything physically. It was the oddest and most confusing state I had ever been in. I wasn’t sure what was going on with me at that time, but at that point I didn’t care. I started looking around slowly as I woke. I could see the plain pale room. My dad was passed out in the solemn metal chair in the corner. My mother was hunched over the hospital bed. There was a body in the bed. It didn’t come together in my mind at first. I couldn’t fit the pieces of the puzzle. The body was me, but I was me. How was it possible that I could be in two different states at the same time? I spoke to my parents but they couldn’t hear me. I was scared and confused and worried all at the same time. I tried to reenter my body numerous times, but it was to no avail. I was stuck. I was alive, but in two forms. I wished for help. I wanted someone to help me. Someone to explain what was going on, but the only people in sight were my parents and nurses whom as you might have guessed, also could not hear me. I was wedged, and had no way or knowledge to free myself.

Life, Death, and Destiny: Chapter 1

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