OMG People! I am so sorry. I haven't updated in such a long time. But I'm back now with another
chapter to my story. I have been so busy. Please forgive me. I need some time off from writing to get
back into my groove...Tell me what you think about this chapter and tell me if you have any ideas on
where to go from here.
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Five months pregnant and laying in the white hospital room,
Bulma lay peacefully awake staring at the ceiling.
'Bulma?'
She turned her head and looked at the woman doctor who had walked in.
'My name is Dr. Kilowski'
'The hospital sent me her to talk to you.'
'The said that you suffer from extreme emotional and psychological turmoil,'
'Would you care to talk to me about it?'
The woman sat in a chair beside the bed looking at Bulma eagerly.
Bulma's eyes drifted back to the ceiling.
'What's there to talk about Doctor?'
'Your mother spoke to me about a man, a man who left you.'
In one motion Bulma swung her legs over the side of the bed and walked over to the window.
She watched as people strolled by the large hospital, care free.
Her reflection stared back at her and smirked.
*See what did I tell you? Your mother is going to put you away,*
'She's only doing what is best for me.'
The doctor stood up and reached out for Bulma.
'Of course she is Bulma, Your mother worries about you.'
*Ignore her Bulma. She's lying,*
*I'm the only one who cares about you*
*From now on Bulma, it's only you and me*
Her reflection smiled.
Bulma gently touched the pane of the window.
Her reflection mimicked.
'My mother has misinformed you Kilowski.'
'Nothing is wrong with me.'
'But what of the man who left, Your mother said you and him were close.'
Bulma turned away fro the window.
'He has not left me, He said he will return soon and I believe him.'
Bulma walked back over to the bed and layed back.
Doctor Kilowski sat back down in her chair.
'Your mother also told me about the night when you fell.....'
'Do you mind talking about it?'
Bulma remained quiet.
Memories of that night cloud in her head like a storm gathering.
'She said she could hear you screaming at someone...Who were you yelling at?'
The older woman flipped through her clipboard finding a blank sheet of paper to write on.
Bulma closed her eyes.
For minutes they sat there in silence.
'Bulma could you please tell me?'
Again silence.
The doctor sat there staring at the closed eyed patient.
Bulma's eyes snapped open.
'Shhh,' She whispered
The doctor was surprised at the woman's sudden interest to talk.
'She might hear.'
Doctor Kilowski pulled out a tape recorder and pressed the play button.
'Who Bulma, Who might hear?'
Bulma jumped out of the bed.
She rushed to the window before her reflection started talking again and closed the curtains.
The room was dark with and eerie navy glow coming from the window.
'She might hear Doctor.'
Bulma's hair was in long greasy strands down her back.
Her skin looked deadly pale in the darkness of the hospital room.
Her eyes looked crazed and wild.
'What are you trying to say Bulma?'
The doctor looked a tad afraid but still pressed on.
'We are not alone,'
'That night in my house, she was there.'
'She was there with me in the bathroom.'
'Is she the one who you were arguing with?'
'Yes,'
'Has this happened before?'
'When I was young she was there too.'
'She was my best friend when I was little.'
'What happened to her Bulma?'
'I grew up,'
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chapter to my story. I have been so busy. Please forgive me. I need some time off from writing to get
back into my groove...Tell me what you think about this chapter and tell me if you have any ideas on
where to go from here.
***************************************
Five months pregnant and laying in the white hospital room,
Bulma lay peacefully awake staring at the ceiling.
'Bulma?'
She turned her head and looked at the woman doctor who had walked in.
'My name is Dr. Kilowski'
'The hospital sent me her to talk to you.'
'The said that you suffer from extreme emotional and psychological turmoil,'
'Would you care to talk to me about it?'
The woman sat in a chair beside the bed looking at Bulma eagerly.
Bulma's eyes drifted back to the ceiling.
'What's there to talk about Doctor?'
'Your mother spoke to me about a man, a man who left you.'
In one motion Bulma swung her legs over the side of the bed and walked over to the window.
She watched as people strolled by the large hospital, care free.
Her reflection stared back at her and smirked.
*See what did I tell you? Your mother is going to put you away,*
'She's only doing what is best for me.'
The doctor stood up and reached out for Bulma.
'Of course she is Bulma, Your mother worries about you.'
*Ignore her Bulma. She's lying,*
*I'm the only one who cares about you*
*From now on Bulma, it's only you and me*
Her reflection smiled.
Bulma gently touched the pane of the window.
Her reflection mimicked.
'My mother has misinformed you Kilowski.'
'Nothing is wrong with me.'
'But what of the man who left, Your mother said you and him were close.'
Bulma turned away fro the window.
'He has not left me, He said he will return soon and I believe him.'
Bulma walked back over to the bed and layed back.
Doctor Kilowski sat back down in her chair.
'Your mother also told me about the night when you fell.....'
'Do you mind talking about it?'
Bulma remained quiet.
Memories of that night cloud in her head like a storm gathering.
'She said she could hear you screaming at someone...Who were you yelling at?'
The older woman flipped through her clipboard finding a blank sheet of paper to write on.
Bulma closed her eyes.
For minutes they sat there in silence.
'Bulma could you please tell me?'
Again silence.
The doctor sat there staring at the closed eyed patient.
Bulma's eyes snapped open.
'Shhh,' She whispered
The doctor was surprised at the woman's sudden interest to talk.
'She might hear.'
Doctor Kilowski pulled out a tape recorder and pressed the play button.
'Who Bulma, Who might hear?'
Bulma jumped out of the bed.
She rushed to the window before her reflection started talking again and closed the curtains.
The room was dark with and eerie navy glow coming from the window.
'She might hear Doctor.'
Bulma's hair was in long greasy strands down her back.
Her skin looked deadly pale in the darkness of the hospital room.
Her eyes looked crazed and wild.
'What are you trying to say Bulma?'
The doctor looked a tad afraid but still pressed on.
'We are not alone,'
'That night in my house, she was there.'
'She was there with me in the bathroom.'
'Is she the one who you were arguing with?'
'Yes,'
'Has this happened before?'
'When I was young she was there too.'
'She was my best friend when I was little.'
'What happened to her Bulma?'
'I grew up,'
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