The Day That Changed My Life Forever
As, I stumbled outside door and continue to trip to the car barely awake, I open the door and get into the front seat. My silky cottony pajamas barely keep me warm even with my coat on. My legs swing while appearing to be glued to each other like a mermaid's tail mainly for warmth and nothing else my head on the glass window as I peek at the clock it says 2:00 I almost bang my head back on the glass window as I close my eyes I instantly fall asleep. When I awake I do not remember walking into this strange building all I do remember is that It looked really big huge even but I see a big desk ahead so I follow bub up there and check in but then we go into this big room with lots of chairs I snuggle up in one using my coat as a cover yet I can't fall back to sleep. I try for what seems to me to be hours but yet it was only minutes so I unwrap myself from my sad makeshift blanket that is my coat and wander around still in a haze of exhaustion.
I hear my name called and wander back to the big room there is a lady there at the light caramel brown wooden door I did not notice before she has these darkish green eyes and long brown hair tied back. I look at my aunt Bub scared and nervous although I do not say It and she does not know. We both walk with the lady with the brown long hair and slightly pale skin she puts us in a smaller room with only about three or so chairs so we both take a chair and wait,and wait, and wait. Until the lady with the brown hair finally returns and leads us yet to another room this one has a bed at least so I lay in it still quite exhausted and nervous and more scared than I ever have been then before but I still don't say it for what else could I do back with my other folks we never talked about our feelings.
I finally fall asleep but someone wakes me this time the lady looks kind she has blond hair and bluish eyes maybe green I couldn't see right still exhaustion clouded my brain and nervous system she sprayed my arm with something after that I think she gave me a shot. I only felt a tiny pressure where she sprayed at. She did something to my other arm too, although I was still pretty hazy at first I felt a freezing cold liquid being shot into my veins from what my brain could gather it seemed to be a IV. But as soon as I went back to sleep and I awoken I couldn't open my eyelids I was so afraid and I started to scream it wasn't the first time I'm sure of it but it was the first time in a while to say that I'm scared as soon as I did scream.
My aunt Bub said that she was there I stopped screaming and I calmed down into the bed I was on although I couldn't tell if I was in a new one or not.
Although I couldn't say it I had a feeling she knew I was relieved I got a lil teddy bear I held it to me as if, I was a mere child of 5 asking if she and her teddy could sleep with her big brother on a dark and stormy night. I settled into the wheelchair and as I could not see I felt the world through my hands and saw the world with my ears.
For a few hours I felt as if I was a blind senile old woman who couldn't walk anywhere without help. As days passed I continued to feel better although I avoided mirrors. On the day before I was to go back to school I looked into the mirror and for once in my entire 13 years. I felt as if I finally could see straight and know what I saw was real. That day is something I will never forget EVER in my entire life from here on in Because on that day my life changed for the better.
I was no longer known for my lazy eye I was known for me and no specific body part was labeled as me although these parts are apart of my body they did not and still don't represent ME. Looking back then it played a major role in my life and it still does today.
MISUNDERSTOOD PUPPET
The cold bites at my skin i ignore it i feel like hot icy flames are coursing through my veins as i run anger filling my core i seem like such a bore because i'm just a puppet and you pull my strings so i have to obey no matter the order i'm simply a stringed marionette for you to play with is that it? I'm not special or different like i want to be im another face in the crowd you won't remember because i appear to be such a normal person which isn't true i'm just a puppet on a string a puppet who's misunderstood and i shall sit here collecting dust till the day comes where i can break free from your strings and be myself.
