You got a whole lot
left to say now
You knocked all your wind out
You just tried
too hard and you froze
I know I know
What do you say? (2x)
Just
take the fall
you're one of us
the spotlight is on
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Spotlight by Mute Math-
Prologue
I always knew I was going to die someday. Well doesn't everyone? Sure I considered the possibility of dying in a hospital, but I never imagined the doctors wouldn't know what was wrong. They've had me hooked up to all these machines forever, and where had it gotten them?
One minute I'll be fine, the next I'll be flailing, screaming at the top of my lungs, feeling dizzy and out of place, and then my vision will blur. It isn't bipolar disorder, and I'm not having seizures either. The nurses keep telling me a Dr. Cullen is coming from the next town over. Maybe he can cure me, probably not.
Nobody comes to visit anymore. Not many did in the first place. My name is Rae Sparks. I'm a foster child, but my foster family ha pretty much given up on me. Who wants a seventeen year old girl who causes too much trouble in the first place?
I've got blue-green eyes, and short, curly red hair, although it hasn't been brushed in days. The worst part is the green streak across my bangs is starting to grow out. Death is creeping up on me. I can feel it in the headaches I get. It seems a bit ironic that my middle name, Aamira means "full of life" I sure don't feel full of life.
In the early evening the nurse turns off the lights. Sometimes I wonder if I'll wake up the next morning. Then I wonder if it really matters. I've been locked up in this place for so long, life and death isn't too different.
I dose off Waiting for the coming of morning.
Authors Note
Well, that wasn't depressing at all! Anyway, don't worry Rae won't be in pain for two long. REVIEW!!!!!!!