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5th August 2008.10pm. it was a dark peaceful night. a girl switched off her television and strided into her room. she plopped onto her much beloved bed and began thinking of her future and beloved companion.In the midst of all her thinking, she drifted into a deep sleep. 6th August'08. 1am. The girl awoke realising she still had a lot of work to do before her project deadline.there wasnt much time left to waste. she couldnt afford to slack or relax on anymore.She had alot of drawings and sketches to complete.So she jumped off her bed and walked to her desk across her room. She sat herself down on her cushioned roller chair infront of her desk, and began staring at her white cardboard model she had painstakenly put together.She cupped her hands on her face and began stoning. Again,dreaming.
Suddenly, all the world went blank. A dark, pitch black.Nothing could be seen. Nothing could be heard.Nothing could be felt. The girl fell into a deep sleep again.
Then, she awoke. She awoke to find people standing over her. As her vision cleared and her eyes began to focus, they appeared to be her mother and father at second glance. But she was lying on her bed again. How did she get there?? She smelled something.A pungent smell.Almost coppery.She saw her father holding a towel, pressing a light pressure against her forehead. her mother crying and wailing. She saw red. A rich, dark red. All over. On the towel her father held.Her t-shirt.Her bed. Her floor. A thick puddle, a rough estimate of 45 by 45 area centimetre. Her head ached a terrible pain. Then, reality sank in. Something had happened. Her head was oozing with blood. She had had a seizure.
She saw people in navy blue overalls, all identical, walking into her room. Along with her sister,her eyes a swollen bulge. The blue overalls humans brought with them an orange stretcher. One of them, a woman, took a cloth and pressed it against the skin of her forehead. It stung. They bandaged her head with a thick roll of gauze. Placed an oxygen mask over her mouth and nose. They transported her onto the stretcher and slowly and steadily, lifted her down the split level stairs of her family's apartment, down the stairs of her block, into the back of a ready ambulance, and shut the doors.
That girl's name is Lynnette.
To be continued....
Suddenly, all the world went blank. A dark, pitch black.Nothing could be seen. Nothing could be heard.Nothing could be felt. The girl fell into a deep sleep again.
Then, she awoke. She awoke to find people standing over her. As her vision cleared and her eyes began to focus, they appeared to be her mother and father at second glance. But she was lying on her bed again. How did she get there?? She smelled something.A pungent smell.Almost coppery.She saw her father holding a towel, pressing a light pressure against her forehead. her mother crying and wailing. She saw red. A rich, dark red. All over. On the towel her father held.Her t-shirt.Her bed. Her floor. A thick puddle, a rough estimate of 45 by 45 area centimetre. Her head ached a terrible pain. Then, reality sank in. Something had happened. Her head was oozing with blood. She had had a seizure.
She saw people in navy blue overalls, all identical, walking into her room. Along with her sister,her eyes a swollen bulge. The blue overalls humans brought with them an orange stretcher. One of them, a woman, took a cloth and pressed it against the skin of her forehead. It stung. They bandaged her head with a thick roll of gauze. Placed an oxygen mask over her mouth and nose. They transported her onto the stretcher and slowly and steadily, lifted her down the split level stairs of her family's apartment, down the stairs of her block, into the back of a ready ambulance, and shut the doors.
That girl's name is Lynnette.
To be continued....
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