The buzz of the hospital lights above me….
Blonde hair, perfect skin, minty breath….
The bleeping of machines….
Deep pants, icy blue eyes, snakes tongue…
Blurred vision and flashbacks of memories, my memories, the tree house, blood and cold fingers. Sick gurgled in the back of my throat, making me choke, I tried to swallow, but hands swarmed me and turned me over, it flowed from my mouth like water from a faucet.
Screams penetrated the room; I'm not sure who was screaming, as I was sucked back into memories. Like waves of the sea, I crashed into them feeling every blow of the sharp rocks penetrate my skin.
I was running, a white sun dress flowed passed me, and the little bugs and butterflies fluttered away with the rush of my movements. I was hiding, from what, I couldn't remember.
I saw the tree house, it was so close, but I had to keep quiet as to not give my hiding place away. I let a small quiet giggle out, thinking I would have the perfect spot.
The sun beams warmed my face and I smiled into it, climbing the rope ladders, I made my way up to the tree house, heaving myself up on to the wooden panels.
I crawled over to the window, seeing no one coming, but uncle Carlisle placing his hospital kit into the boot of his car and a man jogging with his dog. The blond cropped hair was sweaty in the heat of the summer sun, but uncle Carlisle seemed to be as cool as a cucumber.
Just as I was about to look away, Uncle Ryan stormed out, taking off towards his back garden and looking like thunder, I would keep away from him today. No pranks for you Uncle Ryan.
I sat back and kept quiet thinking I would be found soon, it felt like I had been waiting years, when , finally, I heard the tell tale sounds of the rope ladders being climbed.
Thinking quickly I moved the small wooden chair in front of me and waited anxiously to be found, with a wide grin on my face.
The sound of the beeping got faster and then slowed to an almost stop; I heard panicked voices and blurs of yellow, blue and white.
"She's just over worked her heart, we need to get it going again!" I heard the build up of a noise, like a static wave then I felt a big shock, in my head I imagined being hit by lightening.
I breathed in, my throat burned with the hospital bleach smell and the tainted oxygen entering my lungs.
The noise stopped and I stilled, feeling so many eyes on me, I was then in darkness with eyes on me like in snow white when she's running from the queens servant, the eyes in the darkness. Only, mine didn't turn into cute, fluffy animals, but long shadows drowning me with a black tar substance.
I tried to scream, but it came out as a gunky and my mouth started to stick together because of the tar. I put my hand in my mouth, pulling well trying to, get the tar out but all that did was get my hand stuck in my mouth. It all went fuzzy and I was dunked in treacle trying to swim the sun.
I wondered if any body would throw me a life float.