A/N. This is my first story ever for Fanfiction. Im excited to see how this starts out. This story is based on Guardians of the Galaxy. I do not own any of the characters, Marvel does. Though, those characters won't be in this fanfic till later on.
Please take the criticism easy ok? Say it in a way it would be nice for me to hear. Its actually taken a lot of nerves to put this online, I wrote this back in December. Though, please tell me any grammar mistakes, I have a hard time with sentence structure. Thankyou!
CHAPTER 1 GOTG
I was running, my heart thumping loudly within my ears. Long blades of thick grass tickled my feet and wind whipped through my hair. Creating a grin of happiness to spread across my face. A sensation of nature, spring air slipped up my nose producing a rather good smell. It was like the smell of flowers and newly cut grass, making the air seem fresh and clean.
After about a minute I soon became out of breath, forcing me to slow my legs to a peaceful stop causing me to lightly close my eyes. I focused on decreasing my heart rate and listened to the rapid thumps echoing through my body.
I opened my eyes to see a long distant field rolling within my vision. Beautiful flowers bloomed on the ground, most of them were pink but a few were orange. It seemed like a painting of perfectness that could hold on to a image of pure beauty. Only good pictures could hold a meaning by just looking at it. This image appeared to give out the meaning of freedom, a wide open field that had no edges, no locked doors, just extensive amount of space. The bright sun casted a transparent sparkling look across the large meadow made it look magical.
My eyes widened in amazement of every thing my sight was taking in, first thing I noticed were the bright orange flowers that bloomed around the pink ones. I always had a love for the color orange, what could I say orange always reminded me of sunsets. They always were beautiful no matter where in the world you were at. The thing about sunsets was that they were very rare, yes they did happen every night but only once in awhile can you truly see what they hold. Fascination. I was always told I find beauty in many things that others normally wouldn't. Like sunsets and or snowy winter nights always looked pretty. How on those dark snowy nights where you would watch the white flecks dance in the wind before the meet the ground. That was how I saw things I respected that power.
Drawing my gaze to the flowers I bent over and picked one of the orange petaled ones off of the ground and brought it closer to my face. Quickly I noticed it had a few speckles of black on the petals.
" well ain't that cool" I stammered in fascination of the flower that was gripped in my small hand.
I bought the green stem to my face and tucked it into my brown wavy hair to keep the dark strands out of my face. I smiled, I was happy.
What happened next was altered, before I was able to move, the ground began to crack like ice beneath my feet. I tried to stand still trying to not break the thin crust that cracked with every move I made. My previous smile turned into a scared one as fear began to overcome my mind. "How am I going to get out of this" I thought, because there was not much I could do to solve this situation.
The orange and pink flowers turned to a dead faded brown and fell to the ground in a floating limb motion. Tears formed in my eyes as I watched them die. I was worried that all the amazing things that was just here became something totally different, but this time it had death written all over it in big bold letters. I began to wonder what else could happen that was much worse than what was happening now.
Suddenly gravity overcame and large clumps of dirt and began to fall below the surface leaving black gaping holes. Quickly pain was brought to my head that had felt more severe than a simple headache. The remaining ground began to shake as I brought my hands to my head trying to release the pain. I stepped trying to stay standing throughout the mini earthquake and not fall over into the black abyss.
I raised my face to the sky, what I saw was different. The sky was no longer it's normal light blue with a smiling sun, it was more of a gray with I weird tint of red and the sun no longer remained. I continued to look at the sky trying to figure out why it was red, but man did it give me a creepy feeling.
Several loud beeps came over the field that seemed to echo through my ears. The sound was strangely familiar but how, and why was it so annoying. The hands that was still positioned on my ears pressed harder trying to block the beeps out, but it didn't help much. They just attended to get louder with every occurring beep.
My train of thoughts were ruined by the ground finally giving way and plummeting to the blackness that loomed below it. I screamed.
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My body forced me to bolt from my bed in a huge panic that had overwhelmed me. It only took me a few seconds before my hearing kicked in and brought a consecutive beep to my ears. My heart was wild like an animal and my breathing was fast as if I had just ran a marathon.
" just a dream" I whispered trying to calm myself by telling me that it was not real, I gulped in large amounts of air trying not to panic. Though the weird thing was, was that it did feel strangely real. I could remember everything, normally I can't and to be able to keep it within my mind was very diverse of me. Even if I were to remember I would forget it in a matter of seconds.
" so that's why that beep was so annoying" I said In realization connecting the beep in my dream to my alarm clock that was going off in the opposite corner of the room.
I threw the blankets of my body bringing a shiver to me from the new wrath of cold air. My bed squeaked as I threw my legs off the side of the bed and was rewarded with a loud crack that came from my left knee.
"Owe!" I yelped from the snap that was in my knee. "well that felt good didn't" I grumbled to myself with a pinch of pain in my voice.
Using my hands I pushed my self from the bed and began to walk towards my destination of the alarm clock. My knees wobbled a little as they attended to gain back their strength from the previous sleep. Still in the dark I stretched my arm and felt for the off switch on the clock. Once I found it I pulled it up to turn it off I sighed in relief for the wanted quietness. Again I walked across my room to where the light switch was located and felt around for it. My hands skimmed the wall in search for the little rectangle that popped out from the wall. I found it and I pushed it upward bringing lights to illuminate the the small room. The brightness stung my eyes and I brought my hands up to them and began to rub the sleep out of them, trying to get used to the light. I turned my self towards the mirror that hung on my wall and almost fainted at what was within the rectangle.
"What the..." I gasped as I looked at my reflection "what am I wearing" I added as I looked at the brown ears that sat upon my head and the black and brown striped tail that came from above my butt. I reached my hand behind me and grabbed the long soft fluffy tail and gave it a yank trying to pull it off. What freaked me out was that it hurt like if someone were to yank on your hair. " ow" I yelled in agony, "Oh my god they are real" I said strongly shocked.
I couldn't think it was like my head was in a cloud of smoke unable to find a way out. Warning panic alert.
My eyes widened big in horror, coming to realize that I had a tail and not to mention the ears that were on my head. It was largely strange, what was happening to me, the only thing I could get threw my head was 'holy crap I have a tail'. This was something that should never happen or was not suppose to.
Like human people they just don't form tails out of nowhere. It's not like you go up to someone and say "hey look what I got last night" as they show you their tail it's just not normal. I bear my teeth in dispute of my newly grown body parts.
I am a human girl living on earth they don't have freakin tails. I stepped away from the mirror. I just could not stand looking at myself. I can't miss school, can I? No, that's not an option I strongly stated. If I were to fall behind because of this I would get busted by my parents. Also for another reason is that I have a math test today in algebra it is very important for my grade.
This brought my mind to begin thinking of what ifs, like if someone at school found out or if my mom were to find out. What would she do to me, would she Lock me up or do something worse like send me away to a place that would kill me... Never mind they wouldn't do that, would they? Though I don't think my mom would accept me as a half human half animal child.
"No one can find out about this put it that way" I said finishing my little panic attack I just had. I began to focus on getting ready for school because that was my main priority. My hand stretched out to open the door to my closet and I began to get dressed for the day.
When I finished I studied my clothing choice in the mirror I smiled slightly not liking the whole 'I have a tail part.' I was wearing my favorite blue jeans with a nice gray sweatshirt looking top that I had bought from American Eagle. I had neatly tucked my new tail under my shirt and used some string to tie it to my back so it would not fall. My ears on the other hand I could not do any thing too, since their is a no hat policing within the schools.
Using my brown hair I had tried to hide the two ears that were cemented to my head, it kind of worked... Not really. Though I did have to admit it did hide them a little. I grabbed a hat from my closet and slid it onto my head carefully trying not to mess up my hair. The hat could hide the ears incidentally well, so now my parents can't see what was there.
As if on time I heard the click of a door opening within my room telling me someone had entered. My breath tripped I quickly turned towards the door to see my mother standing there.
"Ashley sweetie you almost ready to go I have the car started" my mom calmly told me.
"Ugh y-yea just have to...grab my bag and then I will be ready to leave for school."
"Ok hurry up we don't have all morning." She reminded me as she left my room and quietly shut the door.
I quickly grabbed my bag not wanting to be late to school this morning and abandoned my room and headed to stairs to get to the awaiting car in the driveway.
I thumped myself down the stairs creating large booms as I declined the 14 steps. Don't ask me how I know that number... It's just I get easily bored and when I do, I do odd things like count steps. Or close my eyes and try to get around the house blindfolded. It not the smartest thing I had done but I've done a lot worse. I neared the bottom and jumped the last three and landed on the floor. I lost my footing and almost did a faceplate into the ground but I instantly steadied my balance by doing and extra step to catch my fall. I stifled a short smile in celebration of not falling over and accidentally breaking my nose or something along that line.
I opened the door to reveal a early spring morning. Black shadows covered the ground the only light that had shown had escaped from our home windows that shone brightly at this hour. The air was warm with a little bit of fog that lingering above the surface making the grass wet from the moist air.
I live on the rural side of town where woods surround your house making you scared to leave your lawn in the dark hours. Also there are fields that are on my poverty that's used for pastoral farming and agriculture.
Like I had said there is this open terrain in the back of my yard a little beyond a few trees that holds a large meadow like field. It reminded me of the one in my unforgettable nightmare that had occurred to me last night. I shivered at the thought of falling into the dark hole and not wake up before I hit whatever was at the bottom. The thought scared me making me feel slightly uncomfortable.
I raised my vision to the dark blue Impala that stood before me. I could faintly see a figure sitting within the front seat. Guessing it was probably my mom waiting for me to get my butt out there.
Before I did anything I bent my arm behind my back and centered my tail, so it was in placed in the middle of my back. I also tightened the string making sure it was tight. The rope that was bound around my abdomen tied off at where my stomach was. It probably looked strange retying the string that would probably make people think 'what is she doing'. I deeply exhaled my breath, this is going to be a long day, I just know it.
"Here we go, nothing better go wrong" I told myself hoping for the best but deep down in my gut I knew something was dared to happen. Luck of the Irish, right? Darn… to bad I am not a leprechaun or have any gold, I smiled.
I then finished my walk towards my moms car scuffing my feet across the rock covered driveway. Rocks rolled under my feet as I moved closer to the vehicle. Reaching with my right hand I opened the car door. The door made a cool chill run up my arm.
Before anything I noticed I couldn't see the top of the car, normally I could. Was I shorter or is it me? The thought crossed my mind giving me a questionable look to be planted upon my face. I thought deeper, It was probably because it was so dark making it look like I was shorter. I pulled the door lever till a click was heard telling me it was able to open.
Quickly I got in the passenger seat of the vehicle and slammed the door shut making a loud bang. I could hear it echo down deserted road that seemed to bounce back. Looking to my mom I gave her a good fake smile that she believed that she took as a signal to start driving.
As I out branched my hand I pushed the green glowing button for the radio to turn on. It clicked as I pressed the button, filling quiet car with sound. I instantly recognized it as Taylor Swift, Blank Space. I smiled of what was on. I honestly like almost all types of music. Pop had its flaws as did country or rap. Rap swears to much, I hate swearing. Country people sing about their failed break ups. While pop is just pop, their is nothing to explain it.
Car lights flashed across my face as we drove through town. The wheels hit like every bump sending me bouncing everywhere. Pieces of of my hair was forced onto my face blocking my vision. I wanted to fix it so bad but to do that it would involve taking my hat off. Heck to the no was that going to happen with my mom sitting next to me, I can't risk it.
The drive only took about seven minutes to get from the countryside to the school. I began to tap my fingers on my pant leg from boredom that had entered my body causing me to be very restless. I am going to fail, someone is going to find out then they are going to tell and before you know it everyone will know. What will I do if that happens, I could run or hide or stay there but what could solve this problem, wherever I go, someone will find me.
My Mom turned the car into a drive leading to a school. On the outside of the building a newly built sign read Mankato west high in big red letters. It is a school located in Minnesota which was the school I attended and and the town where I live. Our school colors were red and white, while our mascot was scarlet.
The wheels of the car stopped rolling bringing me to know that my mom had already pulled through the student drop off loop. I pulled my bag that was stuck between the seat and the lower dash board, it wouldn't budge. I got out of the car and began to pull the orange and lime green bag from it's trapped space. The bag came loose forcing my body to jerk back as it came flinging towards me. I swung my backpack over my shoulder securing my grip to the Bright colored bag. The impact of the pack against my back brought a dull pain to my tail, I lightly winced as the tingle faded away. I looked into the car to see my mother sitting there.
"Bye mom see you later " I happily told her
"You too, be good and don't get in to trouble you got it" my mom warned me as I shut the door closing out our short conversation.
Pivoting on my heals, I faced the double doors that awaited my arrival and began to walk my way over to them.
The hallways like usual was packed full of rushing student trying to get from one place to another. Others had formed groups that held several talking boys and girls that took up parts of the hallway making large roadblocks.
I squeezed myself through the crowded hallway trying to get to my locker that wasn't far from where I was.
I scanned the red lockers that lined the right wall and searched quickly for the number 267. I found the locker within seconds, it wasn't that hard since I've been doing it for three years.
I was in my senior year of High school, In a few more months I will graduate. I can't wait to graduate from school that was my next big step before I start college and my independent life.
Before I could start at my combination lock I was poked on the shoulder. I obeyed the gesture by turning towards who ever was poking me. When I did I was faced with me best friend Taylor Baler who I've been friends with since 2nd grade. We would play on the playground all the time and today our friendship was still strong.
Should I tell her about my 'big'
problem I have going on right now. I know she won't tell anyone she's not that type of friend to do somthing like that. Thinking about it I decided I should tell her, Along time ago we had made a promise to never hide secrets or lie to one another and I respect that.
Taylor was wearing a blue low v top and light blue jean pants. A faded fluffy white, brown, and blue plaid scarf was loosely wrapped around her neck. Her hair is a silky blond that keeps a natural strait appearance.
I looked at her in surprise that she had stopped at my locker this early into the morning. Extending my hand And grasped her wrist causing her to jump at my sudden movement. I gave her a serious look telling her to listen to what I was going to say.
"I need to talk to you now" I whispered quietly for that only she could hear, the hallway being as loud as it was. "Come with me to the bathroom" I said in a demanding voice "I need to show you something very important."
With Taylor's wrist still in my hold I practically dragged her down the hallway. We rounded a corner that led directly to a girls bathroom. Passing through the door I quickly pulled her into the largest stall. At that moment I didn't care if we were in the same stall or not. It's just a very small room with a toilet in the corner so what's the difference. If you have to use the bathroom during our talk then well there you go the toilets not far at all.
I gave Taylor a down right glare awarding me with her attention.
"Ashley what's so important that you seriously have to drag me into the same bathroom stall with you, because right now I am highly uncomfortable and confused." Taylor said as she told me off. She obviously didn't like the hangout in the bathroom situation.
I glanced around the dark red walls that surrounded me trying to stall. "You promise you won't tell anyone" I firmly stated as I focused my attention back on Taylor.
"I promise, now can you tell me what's going on?" Taylor asked annoyed as she leaned into her left hip making her look a little sassy.
I lightly mouthed the words 'here goes nothing" I started to reach my hands up the front of my sweater and started to untie the thin white rope. Letting the rope gain slack a lump with in the back of my sweater became slightly visible as it pressed against the fabric. I began to pull on the fluff that lined my back and dragged it out for the world to see.
I wonder what she will thinking, I hope she won't be scared of the tail that I now owned. I ran my hand down the soft length of the tail and swung it around so it was wrapped around my waist.
"Oh my god Ash it that a... Is it real" Taylor stopped mid sentence I could tell she was totally flabbergasted my my new addition. I nodded my head in approval that it was real. "Can I touch it!" Her emotion was quickly switched from oh my god to amused.
"I don't see why not. Just please don't pull because it will hurt." I informed her remembering this morning when I pulled on it. Man did that hurt bad it did not feel good at all.
Taylor collected the clump of fur in her hands and circled around me so that she was now standing behind me. I could feel her hands stroking the fur repeatedly. If I had to be honest I felt good, now I know how dogs feel when they were to be petted. Twisting my neck I faced her and saw amazement gleaming with in her eyes.
"Man you are really soft, I mean it's so fluffy it's like my hair but softer." She complemented. " how did this happen do you know?" Taylor asked.
"No I don't" I answered her "all I know is that I woke up with it. Now will you stop petting me it's starting to feel weird" I grunted pulling my tail out of her hands.
" well that's weird. Tell me if anything else like that happens" she asked me. What Taylor said brought my to remember the ears that were still tucked under my hat.
"Ohh..." I got cut off from what I was going to say by the warning bell going off. Letting a long ring ripple throughout the building reminding me I only have 4 minutes left till I have to be in my homeroom class.
"Hey talk to you later I got to go to class" Taylor told me before she walked out from behind me and unlatched the shiny metal lock on the door. My blond friend exited the stall and disappeared around the corner. I followed but had to turn opposite direction towards my locker.
I rapidly walked to my locker passing others along the way. I stopped upon my arrival and did my combination finally for the first time today. I grabbed my language arts and science things preparing myself for the next two hours. After I slammed the tall skinny door shut I began to walk down the hall. By this time the hallway was starting to clear out as I scurried to Mrs. Hasty's my language Arts teacher whose room was straight down the hall.
In seconds I sharply turned into My first hour class. Mrs Hasty stood aside of the doorway greeting her students that arrived.
"Good morning Ashley" Mrs Hasty said in a cheery teacher voice. I didn't say a word but a simple head nod to resemble for an answer.
This woman was a skinny lady who wore tiny glasses to match her small frame. Her hair was cut short to where it rested above her shoulders and rounded around her neck nicely. Today her clothing choice was a tight red shirt to go with some smooth black pants. Her pants looked a little shiny like glitter had been sewn into the fabric making it glimmer in the light.
I walked to my seat that happened to take place in the back of the class. The long tables were put into four rows that had a gap in the middle for a walkway.
I headed towards the split in the desks and made my way towards the back of the room.
Exhaling my breath I pulled out the burgundy colored chair and flopped down into it. I rested my back upon the chair and closed my eyes trying to let some stress go. I could feel the tail on my back as I leaned into the chair. It felt weird like if a knot from a shirt was there stopping you from putting your back completely on the chair.
"Ashley" Mrs. Hastys voice entered the classroom and was directed towards me. I looked up from my desk and located Mrs. hasty who was now at her desk in the classroom. My heartbeat quickened and my breathing increased slightly I was nervous, what did she want? "Darling can you please take off your hat, You know that they are not allowed, I don't want to see you get in trouble." My face drained of color, I knew I would have to take it off but I wasn't looking forward for it to be this quick in time. My trembling hand reached for the hat as I began to pull it off. After I immediately brought my hands to my hair and began to fix it. I finally found the furry mounds that laid upon my head. I folded them flat so that they would lay down on my head. Then I started to cover them up with my hair. Feeling accomplished I removed my hand from there position on my head and put them in my lap then I scooted closer towards the table trying to look as normal as possible.
Loudly the last bell began to ring promoting the school day to start. The bell had startled me causing me to jump slightly in my chair. It was a loud bell that seemed to scold you in a screaming matter.
I dull pain struck my head causing to set my forehead on the desk. I could tell the throb in my head was starting to thicken as time went on. It felt like minutes went on and I could tell Mrs. Hasty had started her daily lesson. Her voice was so vivid in my mind it was hard to keep my focus strait. It felt weird like a cool chill went through my body blocking out all my senses. I tried to make myself look normal by trying to sit straight and keep eye contact with Mrs Hasty who was speaking at the moment.
My vision and ears were clouded making it hard to concentrate on Mrs Hasty. The surrounding image of my view began to darken at the edges and it made me feel a little nauseated and unstable I closed my eyes and could feel the world drifting away.
By the time I woke up it felt like hours had passed by but I took notice that not one person in the classroom was looking at me. It told my I could of only been out for a few seconds or a minuet I shook my head to clear my mind trying to focus myself.
The first thing I noticed was that I could see. Well yea I could see but it was a lot more efficient and magnified than what it was a few minutes ago. Squinting my eyes I wondered if they looked different and how bad.
The misted fog from my head began to clear making things comfortable and able to stand. Mrs Hasty's voice became louder as if you were turning up the sound of a radio station. I began to listen to the teacher and take notes about the lesson.
On my page I headed the title in large letters that read 'reliable sources'. Our topic choice today was about finding information and seeing if was true or not. Honestly it is a boring subject its super easy to understand so I fail to see why we have to spend a half a week on it.
Under my title I wrote in the definition of credible sources, trying my best to keep my handwriting nice throughout the sentence.
My hand became num halfway through the lesson bringing a aching pain and the urge to quit. I neared the end of writing and pushed myself to succeed and carrying out the pain that followed though it was getting stronger with every passing second. I finished letting my hand fall to the desk with a thump. A burning sensation warmed my hand causing my muscles to feel useless and tired.
From looking down for so long a sore kink ached deep within my neck. I lifted my head to relieve the strained feeling, my neck popped loud to me but unable to be heard by those who were around me.
I could hear movement within the classroom causing me to scan my surroundings I had noticed that kids in the classroom had begun to pack up their stuff. Preparing themselves for the bell that dismissed first hour.
I aimed my increased vision to the clock, I watched the slow red line moved around the circle. Each number it passed it represented that five seconds as gone by. The red hand had crossed the 11 that was upon the clock telling that only ten seconds were left till 8:00 which meant the bell was approaching.
The hand meet the 12 giving off ear shattering ring to echo through the hallways and entering classrooms. Using my legs I pushed the reddish brown chair back away from the table leaving a screech to follow even worse than the bell. I shook my head the get the ringing to stop that lasted in my head.
I stood with my books in my hands and walked the white tiled squares to the door. My head was forced towards the ground I began to count the tiles. "1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8..9..10" I whispered and kept on counting till they stopped at the door to where the tile turned from white to a dirty white that was mixed with tiny red sharp looking stones that appeared cemented into large tile.
I entered the again crowded hallway but this time every one was rushing to their class. Quickly I remembered what happened to my eyes and went to the bathroom to check to see if they were what they were supposed to be.
Following the hallway for a little I rounded the same corner I did this morning and enters the girls bathroom. First I directed myself to the sinks that lined the wall opposite of the red stalls. Above the sinks held a large rectangle mirror that was hanging upon the wall.
Closely I looked at my reflection and to see that my eyes were different. I was scared. My eyes held black with my normal brown color thinly lining my enlarged pupil. I looked into the hallway and watched blurs of colors walk past the opened door and made sure no one was coming in.
At this moment I didn't care about school it took a huge risk by just coming to school but now I was changing into I wasn't sure. Though by the dark and light brown ringed tail that lined my back told me possibly raccoon.
What was happening to me? I questioned loudly in my thoughts it was a bold phrase that had passed my mind more than once this morning. If I continue to change will I become a total animal or will they go away I asked myself searching for possible solutions to my multiple questions.
Again a racking pain filled my body much worse than my last episode, the excruciating ripping feeling that filled my body made tears to form within my friendly dark eyes. My legs began to buckle as they gave out pulling my body towards the bathroom floor. Within the moment it didn't register that I was falling on to a floor filled with who knows what, all I knew was that I was going down and there was nothing to stop me from doing so.
My body heavily smashed into the ground leaving pain to grasp my body even tighter. I held my screams within myself not wanting to cause attention to rise. The element of torture began to worsen as my last vision of the ceiling began to fill up with tears and my eyes then to close. Causing me to see nothing but darkness my panting breaths were strong and consecutive with a fast beat. Within that moment I lost my consciousness the world fading from black to blanc.
Last thing I remembered was falling to the ground limp and unconscious. Everything was white the smell of medicine and cleaning materials wavered the air piercing my nose. Figures began to form and focus, my eyes tuned in as I noticed I was in side of a hospital with bright white lining the walls giving it a hospital look. So bright I had to squint my eyes while I got used to the intense light.
Though something felt different like this wasn't true, because I do remember falling unconscious within the bathroom. Unless someone found me but then It wouldn't be a hospital. Where in the heck am I, I questioned?
I searched the room around me checking out everything. Though the first thing I noticed was 'me'. For what seemed like me this girl was slumped in a chair that rested beside the white bed side. Her brown hair fell over her face in messy heap. I could tell I had been crying, dry tears were present upon the girls face. Her eyes were calmly closed
She appeared to be asleep but constantly fidgeting within her slumber. Looking closer I could faintly see her face that was tucked into the chair. The room was dark, on the wall where a window should be hung a blind that was blocking out the suns rays that were suppose to be open.
The closed window brought a grey hue to the room making a sad felling loom. That sad felling had caught my mind making me down like as if I were to be in the break of tears. The room held no happy, no beauty just plain gray.
An expression of confused and amazement crossed my face. This girl sitting here was me. She was younger though so probably I was in the past. Her Frame was small and skinny looked like I had been resisting the urge to eat food. I began to wonder why was I here, what in the past had caused my to be at the hospital and starve myself to death.
Then it snapped. I knew where I was, this moment in time was a time I could never forget. A tear began to roll down my face. Out of all the days of my life why am I remembering this one.
I was too engaged in myself to realize the person laying within the hospital bed. After a while of watching myself sleep my eyes drifted to the lump in the bed. Even though I already knew who owned that bed I looked anyways.
I literally jumped back because the face with in the bed was a face I had not seen since I was the age 7.
Within the bed held a man that appeared to be in his forties. His face held large amounts of dried crimson blood. Two limbs a left leg and a right arm were held captive wrapped up in casts. A white blanket was pulled up to his to rest below his shoulders letting his arms laying beside him to where I could see.
I began to shake as more tears were falling. Soon I was balling my eyes out upon the site that stood before me.
On the date May 6th 2004 was the day my dad had died and that was today.
He died from a car accident that had occurred 11 years ago. Though everyone knew it wasn't his fault a car had ran a red light causing a collision to happen, my dad happened to be in that car that had crashed into the running car. It was said his body was thrown several feet.
My birthday is june 12, I had not yet turned 8 and was about to end my first grade year at school. It was officially the worst day of my life. It's hard for one to lose a parent, Though over time an outer shell forms making them stronger than before.
His body was limp in side of the bed who waited death that knew was approaching. Although the little girl in the corner was clueless that in a few hours her dad will die, the thing is I know but I could do nothing about it. No more daddy will exist in that little girls life it will be just her mom and her, Ashley Montgomery left alone.
With still tears rolling down my face I could feel myself drifting away from the image and entering my mystery train of thoughts. Black roomed my mind.
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