Here i am laying in this hospital bed. No one has come to see me in months. My parents left, the rest of my family, even friends have vanished. I wonder why they decided i was not important enough or loved enough for them to come back but in their defense i can't really talk back. I just lay in this hospital bed. I can't speak anymore, i can't eat, i can't even move.
Life in this body is a hell. I miss them. I want to see my mothers face one more time. I want to hear my dad say i love you. I want my friends to come back and tell me the stories of school. Who got in trouble and who is dating whom. Life just stopped for me. I wish i could get it back.
It started 2 years ago. Freshman in highschool with friends by my side. I thought i ruled the world. If you told me otherwise i wouldn't believe it. Nothing could hurt me i was invincible. Until that night. It was a classic highschool party. Alcohol was included and that is what ended it all for me. I didn't know at the time that just in a few hours everything would come to an end.
It was only 11pm. I wanted to go home. I wasn't someone who enjoyed parties especially at the risk of ruining my life. Now that seems ironic as I've lost everything. I haven't had a single drink but i didn't know my friend had a few. They didn't seem different. They decided to drive 5 of us back home. I should of known as everyone else in the car was drunk.
It was a nice night out. The wind was a light breeze. No one else seemed to be out. Maybe somehow they knew the fate. My fate. My friend was arguing with someone about something. It didn't seem important to me as it was childish. They must have been really drunk.
I don't know exactly went through my friends mind at that moment. We were just driving one second and the next the car was filling with water. The water is cold. Its ice cold. Its a mucky brown color. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't see. My vision was going to black. I heard nothing. I saw nothing. People always said when you are dying you'll see a white light but i didn't. Maybe i wasn't fully dead. I won't know just yet what its like to completly die.
In a flash i lost everything. I remember when i started to hear the voices. They were my family and friends. Why can't i open my eyes? Or speak? I hear an unfamiliar voice in this room? Or place saying I'm in a coma? That can't be true. They didn't think I'd make it and they were right. Due to my friend i was no longer fully alive. After awhile i no longer heard familiar voices. I wanted to hear them. Its what kept me sane.
That's when it ended. I heard my parents again for the first time in months. They gave up on me. I want to scream that i don't want to go. I don't want to die.
I tried screaming. I couldn't open my mouth. The light at the end of the tunnel doesnt seem so true at the last time i breathed. Here i am floating out of my body. A ghost? Why me? They have always said a ghost on earth has something keeping them there. The only problem is that i have no clue what that is. I just hope to move on soon.
