Beep...beep...beep...
I suppose I should have introduced myself already, I'm sorry I haven't yet, please accept my sincerest apology...
Beep...
I'm almost positive I would have introduced myself prior if...
Beep...
If I knew who I was...
Beep...
I honestly don't remember anything prior to this constant dark, painful, beeping...
Beep...
Situation?
Beep...
Situation...I guess that would work...
Beep...
I remember nothing prior to this "situation" I am in...
Beep...
So back to me! Conceited much? But does it seriously matter?
Beep...
Besides the beeping I will hear occasional talking from people and I can sometimes make out bits and pieces...
Beep...
It's usually along the lines of, "How's Jane Doe doing?" or "Anything...yet Jane Doe?" or "What are we...with Jane?" It's hard for me to get all they say but they are constantly referring to this "Jane Doe"
Beep...
Could I be Jane Doe? It's quite possible isn't it?
Beep...
I must be...Haha that's me I'm Jane Doe!
Beep...
I now know who I am... I'm Jane Doe...
Beep...
Its kind of a boring name, it seems kind of unoriginal but it is reassuring to know who I am...
Beep...beep...beep...
YOU ARE READING
Hospitalized
Short StoryBeep...beep...beep... Ever since you were little they have imprinted into your mind the 5 senses and we all know them by heart; smell, touch, taste, sight... Beep... And sound... Beep... Awful... Beep... Beeping sound... Beep... It's all I can hear...
