Introduction

 

Have you ever woken up out of a coma and known something was different about yourself? Known that your life was about to become so twisted and unreal, you could only believe it was real and hope you weren't crazy? I have. After being in the sleep of death for a week, I awoke, not understanding where I was, what had happened, and why I was in the one place I only held in the most purest of contempt. At first, I lay there awaiting the returned use of my limbs as they slowly crept from that distant place of sleep. Gradually, I started to remember what had occurred.

 

The accident had been fatal, I knew. The gory images that flashed behind my eyes made sure I understood the outcome. She was gone; Gone from my life, forever taking that pure radiance of happiness from me. The physical wounds I recieved would surely heal, but my heart would forever ache. She had been my best friend, the first to fully accept me for me, and I had loved her for that. My heart would never be complete without her by my side.

 

Upon my realization of what had happened, the doctor came into my room carrying one of those boring clip-boards that doctors always do. He proceeded to tell me the full extent of damage my body had taken, and of her wounds as well. He said they had tried their best to save her, but by the time she had landed on the hospital's roof, she had already flatlined and been pronounced dead. I held in my agony as he apologized, then he quietly slipped out.

 

As soon as he was gone, I burst into tears and let my heart, soul, and mind bleed until they could bleed no more. I knew I could get past this death, even in my state of shock, I knew I could. I had done it before, I could, no I would do it again. 

 

Sadly, I was accustomed to people dying; being torn from my life like nothing but a mere sheet of paper in a notebook, no longer in usable condition. First, I had lost my brother, which later led to losing Mother. Second, we lost those kids in seventh grade who were hit by the damn drunk driver. Then, I lost my grandmother, who'd been my bestfriend since I was a toddler running around naked because no matter what she would dress me in, I would always find a way out of it. Lastly, I lost my father. Granted he was with me physically, but after Mother passed he was never the same. Mentally he'd died and was in his own sweet paradise, some place, somewhere my Mother still lived, i'm sure. 

 

So, obviously I would be strong enough to get past this death, and the accident, right? 

 

Author's Note

Any thoughts? Anything that could help me I would sure appreciate it, deeply. Lol.

Reviews

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

I loved the introduction to this book. I thought you did a very nice job on this. I feel bad that she lost her best friend, her brother, her mother, her grandmother, and her father. I also feel bad for those kids that had died in seventh grade. I can't wait to see what happens. Thanks for sharing.

[<3Lil.Bit(:]

I love how you started the intro. It hooked me. I like how you haven't introduced names and didn't add much detail into this. I'm interesting in what would happen next. Please write more.

~Skulli

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Color me intrigued... you have me interested in what happens next... I like the mystery surrounding this individual.

Yes, there's a hook here that makes the reader want to know more ....

[Jeremy Baker]

If this is the introduction, you've got me hooked. When can I read the next chapter? =) Great writing!

[Calypso]

This is really good.
I like the metaphor you where to compare people to paper ripped put of a notebook.

[joshua deathdealer]

Very good. Its captivating which is a must for books. I like where this going. Yes more please. ^_^

[Daydreamer54]

Great beginnig! i wonder how she ended up in the hospital and why her friend commited suicide, if that's what she did... Write more please!!! ^^

[MS. BABy]

Deep...I deal with death everyday and I still have to take the human approach and cry for some of my patients....this is very good...