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Chapter 7
I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar room. It startled me, and what scared me even more was when I saw Max asleep holding my hand. Then I realized I was in a hospital. Why? I didn’t remember going to sleep in here. I looked around until Max rose up his head. It only took him a few seconds to realize where he was. He looked at me then threw his arms around me.
“Are you okay?”
“I don’t know, you tell me. Why am I in a hospital?”
“You almost had a heart attack last night.”
“Oh I don’t remember that.”
“They said you wouldn’t. Do you remember what happened last night, last week, or the past year?”
“Yes. I remember last night.”
“Good. They told us you might not. Thank god your okay.”
I sat in the waiting room chair still in shock I almost had a heart attack. I kept thinking about Amanda. Why was she scaring me? Why was she in the house anyway? She’s supposed to be dead. I didn’t believe in ghost and was not going to start. I had to talk to her. Mom motioned for Max and I to come to the door. We walked out of he hospital with pain pills and head ache pills which I really thought I didn’t need. I didn’t ever have head aches.
As we entered the car Max opened the door for me and I slid in.
I walked up the stairs and into my room. I looked out my window and to my surprise Josh was sitting in a chair in the window across from me. I opened the window just like he said that him and Amanda use to do.
“Josh! Josh!” I moved my arms back and forth to catch his eye. He looked toward me then noticed I was calling for him. He seemed a bit surprised I was doing this. He opened his window quickly.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah im fine, why?”
“Didn’t you almost have a heart attack? And now you’re hanging out a window.”
“Oh yeah, but I feel fine. I cant even believe I almost had a heart attack.”
“Why did you any way? Aren’t you suppose to get heart attacks from being scared? Did you here something scarey?” Then I wondered if Amanda caused it or if the information about her did. I didn’t know but the next time I see her I was going to talk to her.
“I don’t remember.”
“Oh, that’s strange.” He paused. “I thought you were still in the hospital. I was waiting for them to call me back.”
“Aw, you called?” He called to see if I was okay. That’s so sweet.
I couldn’t stop thinking about Josh and him calling me to see if I was okay. I was still thinking about it at the table while we ate dinner.
“Are you sure your okay?” The voice broke through my thoughts and it took me a while to see my mom was talking to me and to think what she said.
“Oh yeah, mom I feel fine. Ill be okay.”
“What made you pass out in the first place? You made a loud noise in the kitchen.” Max said, I looked at him then thought this was my chance to tell them but I know they wouldn’t believe me. So instead I just shrugged.
“I think I tripped over the chair,” I responded to give them an answer.
“But when we came in you said, did you see that?”
“Oh!” I paused trying to think of a lie I could tell them. “I saw something real, well you know how I don’t like clowns?” They nodded kind of like they never heard it before, which they hadn’t from me, But I still continued. “Well I saw one real briefly as I closed the fridge door. And it was just, scary you know.”
“No, not really. You almost had a heart attack from seeing a clown?”
No I saw something much scarier. “Yeah, I know its, strange.” The rest of dinner time was silent.
I couldn’t focus on my book at all. Tonight I wanted Amanda to show up, I wanted to thank her for scaring me to death. I also wanted to ask her questions. Then it struck me I might not even be able to talk to her, or what if she hurt me? I didn’t know all I knew was that I couldn’t take it anymore.
Mom tucked me in then went down the stairs. I got up and ran over to the light switch. I stopped and took in a deep breath. I shut the lights off and instead of running to my bed I stood still, very still. I waited for her to appear. I was so scared I was shivering but I ignored it. I looked around for her, waiting, watching. I looked at the closet, the door, and the floor then when that annoying sound filled the air I stopped looking and froze, then I new exactly where she would be. I looked up from the floor slowly and sure enough I saw her on my window sill.
I could see the edge of her eye as she gazed out the window. I took in another deep breath and slowly approached her. Then I got real scared when the song stopped. I stopped with it ,froze in place.
“My mother sung me that song every night when I was a baby.” The voice was soft and clear, but the fact that she was talking to me was odd. “It seemed it was always in her head. Im so sorry I scared you so badly yesterday.” I walked slowly toward her once again. I felt better now that she said sorry.
“You mean every day that I’ve been here?” The words floated out my mouth and I couldn’t catch them. I didn’t mean to say that, and defiantly not so rudely.
She looked down and then at me. Her eyes now seemed like she had been awake for weeks. She closed them then looked out the window again.
“Im sorry im so scary in appearance. It shocks me to when I look in your mirror, I didn’t use to look like that.”
“Who are you and what do you want from me?” There I went again, words floating out my mouth. Then I wondered if Max heard me.
She looked at me and quietly answered: “A friend.”
 red-roses3 · Sat Jun 02, 2007 @ 06:27pm · 0 Comments |
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