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Nobody can see me or hear me no matter how loud I yell. I've tried to get the attention of doctors, nurses, patients, even little kids who are here visiting their dieing grandparents. The most reaction I've gotten out of anybody was a baby who laughed and looked right at me. The baby probably didn't even know I was there it was probably just being a normal old baby laughing at air.

I don't know how long it's been but I haven't seen my parents since they left. I've seen doctor Johnson around but he's always doing paperwork or helping someone. Never looking for me.

I've tried to leave the hospital several more times to go look for my family but each time I'm stuck as if something is holding me just inside of the doors.

Since I can't leave and no one can see me I've gotten bored. So of course I started to wander and look inside of rooms. I'm curious about things still.

On one of my trips around the hospital I found out there was a basement. I was scared to go down there because it was dark and just plain creepy looking. Each day or what I think is a day I go a little farther down. I'm trying to ease my way down there and get over my fear.

I'm halfway down the stairs now.

I slowly take one step at a time keeping my eyes ahead. I can't see anything in the darkness but what if something pops out at me? I know that I'm invisible to everyone and everything but what if it's a monster? I shiver at the thought. I bet I would be sweating if I still could. The dark has never been something I've been fond of.

"Boy" Nope. I turn around and run back up the stairs. I definitely heard someone say something and people can't see me so it has to be a monster. I run through the door and down the hall away from the basement. Not today creepy basement not today. I slow my pace and calm down.

"Whatever is down there can't get you up here Wynter" I say to myself. "The basement monster has to stay in the basement because then it wouldn't be the basement monster anymore and that wouldn't be scary" of course this makes sense. Maybe I'm going crazy from being trapped here with no one to talk too. "I'm not going crazy" I laugh. "Oh I am going crazy" I'm talking to myself only a crazy person would do that wouldn't they? "I'm still talking to myself"

Man I need to talk to someone anyone would be nice. When was the late time I talked to someone? My mother before I died? We didn't even have a full conversation she asked if I wanted some pudding and I said no. Man I wish I had said yes. I haven't ate a single thing either but I'm not hungry or getting slow from not eating. I guess it's a slight perk of being dead.

I'm walking down hallways to pass the time. It's all there is to do now a days. Listening to other people talk too. I walk through a door and into a room where a woman is laying on a bed with a nurse standing besides her. The women's belly is big and her shirt is lifted up to reveal the bump. She's pregnant and the nurse is scanning it showing a picture of what's inside the women on a screen. I come closer and look at the screen. It's black and white and fuzzy. I don't see a baby in this picture but I can't help but feel excited along with the mother.

"You are coming along nicely and I think the baby will be due just on time" Peggy the nurse says. That's another thing I've learned all of the people working in this hospitals names.

"That's great I can't wait till she's out" the woman beams as Peggy wipes the jell off her stomach with a cloth.

"This is your first correct?" Peggy asks.

I'm floating in between them watching the interaction but of course not being a part of it at all.

"Yup and I'm a bit nervous since the father is away on business a lot" the woman tells Peggy as she rubs her belly.

"Don't be I'm sure you will be a great mother" Peggy reassures her.

"Yeah I'm sure you'll be a great mother" I say even though I know neither will hear.

"Well why don't I go get doctor Millers so you can talk about what you want to happen when you go into labor" Peggy says going to leave the room. I follow her out done listening and not really wanting to hear details about labor.

It's weird how I died in this hospital and someone else is going to be born here. Well actually that's not that weird at all. I was born in a hospital a town over but Anna was born here. I hope and doubt she'll die here too though.

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