Everyone had left by 8 pm except me and my mum, mum had passes out on the floor, 2 doctors came in to move her but they backed away when they looked her, I asked them what was wrong but they just left the room in hurry.
1 hour later, a man in a white and yellow suit with the word paremedic on his back, walked in and said to his collegues '' 1, 2, 3 HAUL! '' and they lifted mum onto a stretcher, I say '' Wha- what are you doing to her? Where are you takng her? Answer me! answer me'' the last 'answer me' was quiet.They still didnt answer me and they just walked out,it was if i wasn't there and I was invisible. I felt too tired to get up not because of being bored, but because I felt physically drained from strength so I drifted to sleep.
I woke up and left the hospital.
I made my way to my house and into my dads room and tried to wake him up but he just rolled over! I screamed "WHY WONT ANYONE ANSWER ME IN THIS HOUSE". My sister came out my room and walked right through me, that was when I relised I really must be dead! If my dad didn't feel me and, my sister walked straight through me, I must be a ghost!