If My Heart Was a House 5If My Heart Was a House 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 5: Only the Beginning. . .
Waking up in a hospital bed, bruised and gashed is the last place I want to be. The time I woke up was when the nurse was inserting a new IV into my hand. "W-what happened?" I mumbled, the nurse looked at me and smiled warmly. "You were in a little accident sweety." Pfft, little? I nodded softly. "Ok, what's the damage?"
"Well, other than bruising and cuts here and there, you should be good. But we're going to keep you over night to monitor you just to be safe." I nodded as I watched her leave the room. I can't believe this happened, it all seems so unrealistic. I looked up at my IV and watched the clear liquid run down the thin plastic tube. "This is perfect, one damn deer in the middle of the road and I swerved into a boulder."
"God, what happened!?" I looked over to my mom standing in the doorway clutching my younger cousin in her arms. I smiled and shrugged lightly. "Deer ran in the road, I'll be fine but they're keeping me overnight to monitor me
The Technicolor PhaseThe Technicolor Phase in Short Stories More Like This
I love music for a reason.
Rhythm is one,
And lyrics are the other.
If a song has a good beat,
My heart beats in sync.
If the lyrics are true,
Then I fall in love all over again.
Hospital FlowersHospital Flowers in Short Stories More Like This
I lay there and stare at the flowers to the side of me.
They were pretty, but they were there for a reason,
a stand in.
They think that if the flowers are here,
they wouldn't have to be.
Tears slipping onto my gown,
I miss them.
Flowers mean nothing,
They mean everything. . .
but yet they never came.