The hospital. A dark and dingy place no family members would want to be, ever in their life's. The snappy nurses, the dark hallways that were only dimmed by a small and flickering light. The smell that lingered through the room of the undead and the odd sent of throw up almost wanting to make me vomit up my nasty lunch made by Cole. Even without the smell of rotting flesh and the feeling of loosing a love one, Cole's lunch could make anyone sick to their stomach's. Ever since our parents unruly and untimely death I had never stepped inside a hospital again. The memories would overflow of the moaning and screaming patients, the crying of children losing their family or even adults loosing a mother. It was not a cheerful place to be. Whenever I would even get close to a hospital I would get a lump in my throat and a bad feeling in my stomach.
I know why. Ever since my parents passed away making us run away from the adoption agency back to our own home, making a living by ourselves. A hospital or even a doctor is a symbol of death. Ironic since his mother was a paramedic.
I take one more step at a him my mind getting dizzy as each passing door a crying noise was heard or even a scream by a young child from a needle or even just the thought of his mother leaving.
Another Step.
I never wanted to come back here, but what did I expect for being a ninja. A safe life with no injures, no death. But it wasn't a ninja, in fact it was the only ninja that wasn't on the team. And coincidentally, it was my sister. Her lifeless body falling into my arms as the knife dragged through her stomach. I didn't know it was coming. Her blood spilling onto my own red ninja suit making it damp and wet.
Another step.
I couldn't even react fast enough taking my own shirt off and pressing it on the wound. It was so deep that my hands slipped through the skin and I could feel her insides, it scared me. Zane reacted next using his built in 911 button for emergencies. He stood in front of us making sure no snakes were to attack, Jay stood behind us making sure no snakes came up behind me. I would yell her name but she wouldn't answer her eyes just slid behind her head
Another step.
The nurse would walk up to me saying that she needed three surgeries if she were to live. They even said she may not make it. The first surgery was for some internal bleeding, the second was for her stomach to be stitched up, and third to close it all up. The doctors said that she need to recover... If she ever would
Another step.
I knew she would! Nya was strong and independent woman! She was one of the smartness girl I knew and I was proud to say that she could beat me in a fight. I remember when our parents died, she tried to stay strong but inside she was slithering away into nothing but an empty core. Her eyes no longer had the charm and bright sweetness she once held. The only thing that would bring her out of it was our strong bond as siblings, when I needed her, she would be there with no hesitation. And that's what I love about her.
Another step.
912. The door number stood in my memories as if it were screwed in. The white captioned door stood before me was like a boulder in my path. I tried to move but found myself just staring at the door. The gold door handle showed the circular reflection of myself standing. Waiting. For something to happen, maybe someone would open it for me, or I would hear a voice. But I was all alone with the fears that this would be my sisters tomb. The door that would haunt my dreams, not because it was a door. But because it was so dingy, run down with chipped paint, missing wood, and a nail gone from hinge. The stories that this door could tell. Yet I didn't dare to turn it. I didn't know if I could even handle my sister being attached to all these tubes, wires and in the same bed my parents laid in. The torture we felt everyday waiting for the monitor to make the final beeping sound to end their misery. I think this would break me. So instead I moved away from the door and slid down the wall with my head against it staring at the flickering light.