It had been a long day and the only thing I was looking forward to was dinner and a long bubble bath. Of course, things don't turn out as planned. My name is Kellie Moran and I'm a nurse at a local clinic as well as over at the hospital two to three days a week. I like my quiet life and didn't really go out a lot except for the occassional girls only night with my best friend, Molly Hooper. I do have a twin brother named Sebastian but we rarely ever talk. I had no clue tonight would put me face to face with the one person would turn my life upside down.
I was heading through the park like I always did to get to my flat. Normally, I hear nothing except for the occassional cricket or breeze but tonight, I stopped in my tracks when I heard a soft but clearly pained cry for help. My nursing instincts kicked in and I hurried toward where I had heard the voice. I soon found a young woman, bleeding from a stab wound in her leg. "Hang on" I told her, taking my scarf off and tying it tightly for a tournquet around her leg and making a call for an ambulance.
As I stayed with the woman, trying to keep her calm and checking her pulse, we were ambushed by her attacker again. Thinking quickly, I pulled my pepper spray out of my jacket pocket and sprayed the guy before knocking him out. Thankfully then, the police arrived. Quickly, I slipped away but stopped long enough to talk to one medic before I hurried on my way; making sure that nobody saw me.
I finally got back to my building and straight up to my flat. Now I was looking forward to a late meal and going straight to bed. I kicked my shoes off and went to the kitchen, making myself a sandwich and a glass of lemonade.I sat down and put my plate down on the coffee table to find my phone but I noticed it wasn't in my messenger bag. 'Damn, did I lose it after helping that poor girl' I thought, eating my sandwich. I finally finished and cleaned up before heading off to bed. I was unsure of what I would be in for tomorrow.