I woke up in a hospital bed. The doctor sat next to me.
" How ya feeling Ponyboy?" his grin seemed as if it was painted on his face.
" Why am I here?"
" Your body was just... Erm... Shocked! To the new medicine. Don't worry-"
I wasn't. At least thats what I wanted to tell myself.
" -It is a normal reaction. Now tell me how are you feeling?"
Horrible. Like stabbing you in the face with one of the needles surrounding me.
" Fine. I guess."
" Great!" he stood up," Now if things are going as good in a month we get to go on a trip!"
" Really? Thats cool, were?" I was lying and the doctor didn't even notice. Or maybe he didn't care? I wouldn't be surprised.
" A big doctor meeting so that they can see how good you are! And they are..." he grabbed a needle that was supposed to have stuff that knocks you out. It didn't even work. The nurse who bought it was cheap. It was basically as effective as water. I acted like it worked. Though some did and some didn't. I closed my eyes as he shot me. All an act. Like I am an actor in Hollywood. But this was reality.
" Doctor, is he asleep?" I heard my least favorite nurse come in. Someone poked me in the face. How professional.
" Yes...You know I think we got it right this time."
I heard a loud female laugh.
" Right? We changed nothing! Perhaps that other girl... -What was her name? Ellie or something- was weak."
" Ya, this one is a fighter."
Wait... They have tested on the other kid before? Why didn't they give up when she died.
" As long as we can keep this one alive doctor... What will happen?"
" Then we can present him to others saying he has made a wonerful improvement! We would get rich!"
Improvement? Like that would ever happen
" Come on, let's continue this in my office. I think I saw him move. Call someone to move him back to his room."
Thank god. They left and someone pushed me away. As soon as I was back in my own room and they shut the door I jumped up. My roommate was on his bed, looking at the ceiling.
"Hey horse. How's things not hanging?" My roommate always talked pretty funny. It was hard to understand him. He had a British accent which made things even harder.
" Good. They finally let you out?"
" You know that I might go back their tonight if I find any more bags here."
He had a weird fear of bags. I never really understood.
" I see. You know I found out what happened to that girl. You gotta promise not to tell."
" Will the bags get me if I do?"
" Uh... Yes" I lied.
" okay... Tell me."
SO I TYPED THIS ON A IPAD ANY WEIRD MISTAKES TELL ME! LIKE IT ALMOST CHANGED NOT HANGING TO GROIN HANGING. Review? Chocolate cake for all!