Fears and Weaknesses

Date: 5/21/2016

I regained consciousness and saw that I was in a hospital bed. The walls were that grossly faded blues, whites, and greens. I felt a huge pain in my side and saw a horrible puncture wound that wouldn't stop bleeding. I got up and grabbed my side. The walls tilted and turned as I tried to walk towards the door. Trying to pull myself together, I grabbed the door handle and left. I met face-to-face with a nurse. She tried to escort me back to my room. Her voice sounded distorted and I found myself unable to hear her. More blood trickled down my legs and onto the floor. I pushed her aside and ran. Looking desperately for a way out. I didn't need their help. I looked over my shoulder and saw a mob of doctors, nurses, etc. chasing after me. I made a quick turn and they lost me. Feeling weak, I collapsed on the floor. I was slowly losing consciousness. My side continued to throb in pain. It hurt... I crawled inside a closet and hid. In the darkness I saw footsteps from the opposite side of the door. I tried to quiet my breaths, only to find myself gasping for more air. The door opened and a doctor was looming over me. I backed up till I bumped the back of the closet. I heard his voice clearly saying, "It's okay, it's okay." I tried to hide myself behind the items in the closet. "I don't want your help. You'll only hurt me." I could hear my voice quivering. The doctor said nothing and stood there. I remained in the closet and waited for him to make his next move. He walked in the closet, his looming shadow getting closer. I slowly got up and darted away. My legs couldn't move anymore so I had to sit down. I leaned back against a wall and tried to steady my breaths. I couldn't stay awake any longer. My eyelids grew heavy and eventually I lost consciousness. Unaware of what could happen in the world around me.