• It all happened so quickly I didn't have a chance to react. Feeling flame creep up my body and surround me, feeling a whole ceiling fall on top of my legs, paralyzing me. I thought I'd be dead by now. But no, I'll just sit here in the hospital for weeks and suffer with bruises, scars and burns all over.
    It feels like someone won't stop beating me. But, everything happens for a reason... As to which reason did this happen??? I don't see a lesson or a reason behind this. I don't even have the ability to socialize because I'm in so much pain it's not even funny, well of course I wouldn't find it funny being paralyzed. It's only been a day and I want to die already. Why couldn't I? Why couldn't the big man just take my life? Why do I have to suffer?!?!
    The doctor walked into the room followed by my mother. "Are you feeling better?" the doctor asked. I wanted HIM too die with me. Yeah, I'm feeling great... I feel like a million bucks actually!! Shucks, I still had enough strength to give him a dirty look though...
    My mom went to sit on a chair right next to me. You could tell she was crying because her face was all red and her eyes were still glossy. She sighed and looked away out the window. She was probably speechless too. Well, she has a choice I don't. I wanted to drop kick the doctor when he started touching my arms and legs to rub that weird cooling gel on the burns. Did this really have to happen to ME??? Yeah oh well, apparantly everything has a reason so I guess I'm lucky I didn't die...