His eyes rolled back into his head as he fell into his final slumber. In his last breath, he could smell his wife’s perfume. I could see what I did to him, to his family. She dropped to her knees thinking this would be the last time she’d see her husband. I woke up in this nightmare again, this glove haunts me and I can’t give it back. I left my bed looking in the mirror at what I’ve become, nothing but an empty shell of what I was. My family saw me and looked at me in disgust, I was still covered in mud with blood under my nails. I couldn’t deal with the looks so I started over, back in my room waking up from my nightmare again. This time it was different, the birds were chirping and the rain was pouring down like we were in the car wash again. I showered and got ready for work. Something about the soap had smelled differently. I walked into the kitchen and they tried to kick me out of the kitchen, before doing that I grabbed my breakfast and ran out of the house, time for school. I walked my way through the enchanting forest that was full of birds singing their favorite songs and the trees whistling along. I had heard my name being called out behind me, here comes my mother and father speeding towards me. “Please Douge get in the car, there’s some food in here. Your favorite!” mother had kept trying to get me into the car and to stop hearing her nagging voice I jumped into the car. I was driven back home and placed back into my bed. I had heard them outside of my door telling each other that I'm unwell and that I need to be more energetic. They had both come back in and sat on the bed with dried-up tears on their faces. I watched them stumbling over their words trying to tell me what they were going to say, but they couldn’t. Three more times they walked in and out of the room asking me if I wanted or needed anything. I thought they knew about the incident. I have been extremely paranoid all day since they had come and gotten me from the park. I've been sitting in my room all day, I was given a sandwich every few hours and after I ate it I would pass out. I woke up in the middle of the night on a bumpy road, I woke up completely after the last bump and the flashing lights. I was in the back of an ambulance strapped down to the bed with a tube down my throat. My eyes closed. When I woke up I could feel the cold metal against my stomach and the lights were blinding. Was I in prison? I screamed for my mother and father, nowhere to be found. I was removed from the cell and placed on another table. I felt my eyes becoming heavy and then darkness.
