White ceiling and bright lights. Half-conscious then everything went dark.
"No, I don't know why she had to do it." A sound of a woman, sobbing, had occupied the whole room.
I opened my eyes slowly, not truly knowing what happened, or where I am, or why I'm here. I scanned the room to see what is going on. A woman with brown hair, wearing a formal attire, probably in her forties crouched down in her seat, crying so heavily and a man, same age, maybe, in an over sized shirt patting the woman on her back. I looked to the window where a bench is placed. A guy is sitting there, he looked like he was waiting, he had put himself to sleep while sitting, arms crossed. I don't know why, but for some reason I felt relieved seeing the guy on the bench.
I tried sitting up but wasn't able to because of the sharp pain that I felt on my right side and on my head. I reached up over my head and there was bandage wrapped around it. Only noticing then that I broke my left arm and both of my legs. I tried remembering what caused all of this but only felt a major headache. I screamed in pain.
"Oh my God, Samantha! You're awake! Collin call a nurse!" the woman said. My arm was still over my head trying to ease the pain.
I heard a beep, it was the ringing button, the guy on the bench had pressed it. "Nurse! Please come quick! The patient in room 501 is awake. She's in pain!"
People in white came rushing in through the door, a lady grabbed my arm and injected a sort of medicine that made the headache less painful. I felt drowsy afterwards and my eyelids slowly fell and everything was dark again.
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General FictionSamantha Rodriguez woke up in a hospital room one morning, arms and legs wrapped in bandages. Unfamiliar with everything that has happened and cannot remember a single thing about the people who was with her inside the hospital room. Curious about h...
