"I promise that's what happened!" I yelled through my devastating sobs. The officer looked up at me with his piercing blue eyes. "Ma'am we need to know what actually happened." The officer said forcefully, as if he were trying to pry the answers out of me like nails from wood. I was becoming more frightened with every word he spoke. I told him what happened to the best of my ability, why should I be accused of lies just because he is being negligent to the current situation. I gripped the edges of the ambulance I was sitting on, overly frustrated with the officer I was speaking with. I wanted to get up and run, run until no one would be able to find me. But unfortunately I was limited to gripping the ambulance. My left leg was shattered in 5 places and my right elbow was broken. I looked like death. I was pale and cold, I had glass shards puncturing my flesh. I didn't need to be here with this man, I needed to be in the hospital.
How exactly did I end up in this situation you might ask. Well let's take this back to this morning.
7:00 am. Friday, October 13th
I heard the harsh beep projecting itself across the room. I pulled my hand from the warmth of my bed and slammed it down on top of the alarm. The noise ceased to a halt as I peeled back the blankets, being greeted with a rush of cold air. I felt a shiver run down my spine. My feet hit the floor and I tangled my toes into the white plush carpet. I grabbed my phone off my nightstand and removed it from the charger. I brought it up to eye level to look at the messages I received throughout the night. I had no messages other than one. It was from an unknown number. I clicked on the message and was immediately terrified with what I had read.
" you look adorable when you sleep"
I took in slow deep breaths and calmed myself down. It's probably just one of my friends trying to frighten me. I walked into the bathroom, linked with my room. I turned my music on shuffle and placed it face down on the sink. I removed my clothing and turned on the shower. I stepped into the shower and instantaneously my fears were washed away. The warm water of the shower consumed my each and every thought. I wasn't worried about my anonymous text, not about friends, my family, not school. I washed my long, thick blonde hair. I let my head rest under the shower head, water pushing hair onto my face, covering me like a mask. I pushed the hair off of my face and turned the water off. I stood for a second, with my arms wrpped, hugging myself. I stared straight ahead as all the thoughts and feeling came rushing back.
I drew back the shower curtain and slowly stepped out onto the rug. I felt every drop of water rolling down my pale, naked body.
