I bolted up right in the low hospital bed and took a quick intake of breath. I could see moonlight shining through the window of the hospital. I tossed the blankets off and enjoyed to moment of coolness as the blanket fanned me. And I realized that I was still in a hospital gown. I auspiciously took the IV off and whipped my forehead and for the first time I realized that I was sweating. And then I collapsed back down on the bed making it shudder slightly.
I fell back asleep immediately. Less important stuff came this time. At first I was in a vortex of swirling colors and then a bright flash and I was in dream land.
I was watching my 3rd grade math teacher with disgust and she turned to call on me whenever my hand was down. My reading teacher pegging me to come up and read my report. Pe and a series of falls.
I moved onto 4th grade. An old lady behind a stool playing the piano and my hands hovering above them. My mothers happy smile.
5th grade. My mom meeting Phil. A day at the beach.
6th grade. Me falling in the mud.
7th grade. Me going over to Charlie's for the summer.
8th grade. My mothers wedding.
9th. Moving to forks. Getting a boyfriend. Going to the beach. A prom.
Me lying on the floor my face was wet with streaming tears. My mouth moved a little and I could barely make out my own words.
"He's gone"
Rejection.
(A/N:im sorry this is so short I find my other stories more intresting to write. I guse im more of the action type.