I woke up again, and I just couldn't make out where I was. My mind was a
total blur. Slowly, the blurs started to make sense. The visions I had seen
the last night had come back. "Last night? I wonder how long I've be
asleep. Maybe everything happened to me a year ago and I just woke from a
coma." I babbled. My feet were feeling numb, and I looked down. The only
things I could see were stumps. "Oh!" I moaned and buried my face into my
hands. Tears started running down my face. I didn't cry. I was too sad and
worn out to be able to even sob. I was beyond all that.
I wiped my tears on my blanket. I looked around for one of those buttons
where patients press when they need a nurse or doctor to come in, but
couldn't find one. I just sat there trying to get the feeling back into my
two stumps and stared at the wall. There was a poster saying "Be happy" on
it.
"Be happy my a$$!" I shrieked, as though it could actually understand me.
My door opened with a bang and some of my classmates strolled in. My best
friend, Jarren, was in the lead.