Burning Pain [[part 3]]
My head started tohurt. I felt dizzy but completly fine at the same time. I wanted to stand up, wanted to go up to him and ask him if he was real. He looked completely real, his soft brown eyes gazed into mine, leaving me speechless and still. I didn’t know what to do, I had been wishing him back, wanting him to hold me and to be with me, but now that I did, I had no idea what to do. He began to walk towards me, taking long careful steps. I tried getting up, trying to walk towards him, but I couldn’t, my brain couldn’t get down to my legs. I sat there, waiting for him to get to me. I waited and waited, admiring how wonderful and flawless he looked without even trying, but he never seemed to get any closer.
All of a sudden, he started disapearing, his beautiful face was fading, it was evaportaing right in front of me.
-No! Michael come back, come back, Michael. I cursed myself for having a chance to have him back but not taking it. I could have had him back, he could have been alive, he could have been back. I threw myself to the floor, sobbing and weeping for him. I could have done something, I could have saved him.
What have I done? I could have brought him back, I could have kept him with me. Why’d he have to leave? Why couldn’t he have stayed? Michael, oh Michael, come back, come back to me, I need you, I need you with me. I was lying there, still bawling, the tears would never end, my eyes were tired but the tears would never end.
-Ivanna? Ivanna are you okay? How do you feel? - I heard a loud booming womans voice. I looked around me and all i saw was white. White padded walls. It was burning my eyes, it was all too bright. I was lying on the floor on my back. I tried getting up, using my arms to push me up, to help me get up, but I couldn’t move them. It was as if they were tied together. I looked down and I too was all white. I had on completly white pants and pure white shoes with no laces. I soon relized my arms were tied together, I had on a stiff, pale colorless straight jacket.
-Where am I? Get me out of this, please, let me out, let me out! - I started shrieking, I tried getting my arms loose, I couldn’t stand it, I needed to get out of there. - Get me out! Get me out! - I started leaping up and down, trying to stand up, I couldn’t control what was going on in my head. I couldn’t stand just sitting there, being volnerable to anything, I didn’t even know where I was, I didn’t know what could happen to me. I saw to men walk towards me. They had a hurried and worried look planted on their thin, bony, scrawny faces. I was so relived. They were coming to help me, they understood me, they knew I didn’t belong. To me they looked beautiful. They looked like angels, angels send straight from heaven, here to set me free. They came rushing, they took me by my armpits, dragging me across the floor.
-No! No! - I yelled as loud as I could, they didn’t understand, I didn’t belong there. - Let me go, let me go, let me out! - I yelled louder and louder but they didnt seem to hear me.
- Take her to the back room, get her to calm down, use what you need. - I heard the second mans voice say to the first. What? No , this isnt happening, what are they going to do? I never did anything wrong, they’re going to kill me, they’re going to hurt me. They didn’t look like angels, they looked like devils sprung fresh from hell. The fire in their eyes ate away at all the beauty and life in the world. Their rough hands also felt like fire against my white jacket as they pulled me away, I tried and tried to pull away, oh how I tried. But they lead me straight to a small room, also white. They pushed me into the room, I tripped and landed on the floor. They closed and locked the door and I was still lying on the floor, awaiting my fate. I saw the tall men towering over me, with a needle in each of their hands.
Filed by two26 at April 30th, 2008 under Uncategorized
