The Hospital

I wake up.

The warm glow of florescent lights snuggle my face.My body tries futily to let loose of this straitjacket made of sheets, and I hear the melody of nurses footsteps right out the door.

Another morning at the Kamogawa hospital is about to begin for me.

Every wakening starts with white clothes measuring my vitals and confirming my aliveness.Simultaneously a tray of liquid solids emerge from the bowels of the hospital.I am slowly fed my food through means of straw.

Continuing on and on with my daily regimen would be as mundane to as it was to my friends and family so I'll move on.

I usually spend my days blankley appreciating the grandiose room that was set up for me.To my left is state of the art equipment that keeps me alive juxtaposed by a bowl of pulpory.And a TV turned on just loud enough to be audible faces me.

My days didn't used to be like this though.I enjoyed sports and living life while still being able to write for myself.I can still remember the initial embrace of the metal.

Author's Note

If needed rip it to shreds.
This is meant to be a short story so at least 1500 words in total
Thanks for everyone who reads and comments!

Reviews

[Aarea]

I do not like ripping stories to shreds, especially when they are good, and yours is. Your writing is very good. In the beginning I almost felt like I was reading a fantasy novel with your incredible descriptions, and by the second sentence I was hooked. I am honestly sad that there wasn't anything else to read. Your metaphors you use are interesting and thoughtful, and I can already see his room in my mind. I am honestly curious about the story and want to read more. The only negative thing I can think of is that the sentence "To my left is state of the art equipment that keeps me alive juxtaposed by a bowl of pulpory" is a little hard to understand without googling some word definitions, but that is just me. Overall, this is a very good beginning to a story. Well done. :)

[MarkersV]

Thanks for the compliments! I do think the sentence with juxtaposed with bad. It was the only sentence I had to look up a word and it looks like it showed.

I have not written any more of this yet because I have been practicing other writings, but this story will probably be finished. I'm glad that you enjoyed reading this so much!