Alright ik it's short and all but I have the fever and feel like crap sorry about the length again I just wanted to get somthing out
They say that when something bad's about to happen your supposed to look back. It's weird as I'm sitting here in a hospital gown I'm not remembering anything. Wait I take that back I am remembering, I'm thinking of all those times before when I was scared, The time in the supermarket when I lost my mom for five mintutes, When I almost drowned and got hit by a car.
Not as scared as I am now. When I had to wait in a waiting room for hours thinking I was going to lose the only thing that has made me feel alive in a whole new way, Not as terrifying.
No, sitting here waiting to see what's going to happen to me that's far worse.
I start to bite my nails a nervous habit of mine.
The door flings open I jump.
I turn around and see a scientist standing in a white lab coat with a mask on.
For a moment I'm relived that it's not Jack's dad.
Then I realize that this means that the testing is beginning, The man set me down on the table pulls out a syringe.
I feel the syringe plunge into my arm.
I look up and see that the ceiling is made of deep brown wood, Like something you would see in a rustic farm house.
I smile and think of Jack, Even though he's responsible for this I can't bring myself to regret knowing him.
I think it's because I have always been the girl who chased after passion, never wanting to live half-way.
Ironic considering I didn't even make it half-way though my life.
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