now. mom stories
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seeairuhh Community member
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now. an excerpt from a book i've been struggling to write.


by seeairuhh

I woke up this morning with my arms strapped down to my bed.

Well, not my bed, but a bed.

In a bare, dark room with off-white walls and not much else. I don't remember falling asleep here.

I don't remember much of anything from last night.

I know what you're thinking.

But this isn't some kinky, Fifty Shades shit,

so don't get too excited.

From what I can make of it, I'm in a hospital.

I've woken up in hospitals before

but every other time I vaguely remember going to sleep,

and my mom was always here next to me holding my hand when I opened my eyes,

and I sure as hell was never restrained like a psychopath like I am now.

but my mom isn't here and I'm alone.

All I know is my head is pounding harder than my heart is beating, and my vision isn't 20/20 like it usually is.

There's an IV in the center of my arm.

And my blood is trailing slowly through the little plastic tube.

There's something in my nose and I feel it in my throat but I have no idea what the fuck it's doing.

I assume it's in there for a good reason,

but I don't care. I don't want it there.

I reach up to rip it out, not thinking about the consequences.

But then I remember I can't move my fucking arms.

A severe panic rushes over me

and I start screaming and thrashing around, as best I can with the upper half of my body restrained.

I kicked over the IV bag and I see my blood start pouring out of my arm as a nurse runs in.

She's yelling for a doctor but no one's fast enough.

I think I know why they strapped me down.

It happened again.

where the hell is my mom?

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