It has been about two years since I’ve seen Matt, but I kept him in my mind, knowing he was real. Since then I have become sick with a deadly disease known as Typhoid fever. It gave me chest pain, rashes, weakness, and congestion. My family found out when my mother was dyeing her hair blonder and listening to heavy metal clueless of what was to come.
“Hey, mommy, can I-“ I felt dizzy, the room span around, then I passed out onto the hard cold 厨房 floor, my parents rushed over to me, and found my pulse was slowing down. I woke up only to hear wailing sounds from someone crying. A opened my eyes a little, I saw flashing blue and red lights, and the brightest white hallway anyone could ever imagine. I heard people talking and screaming and crying, I couldn’t hear exactly what was being said, I couldn’t see well either, everything was a blur. It happened so fast, yet it took forever to end. 你 would never understand that statement unless it has happened to you. Within a few minutes, I passed out again into a deep sleep. 由 the time I had awoken, I saw him again! Matt, was sitting in a dusty corner of the room. I looked around only to see nothing, mo one else in the room. The window was open a crack to let a glimmer of blue moonlight into my dull hospital room, right where Matt was sitting. I took this time to note his features the best I could. He had gorgeous eyes, ones that were the iciest blue eyes that are almost white. Another thing I loved about him was his hair, it was the blackest black, like mine, except shorter. He was a tall figure, but what I loved 更多 than everything else was that he wasn’t perfect. He had a real, believable vibe to him, he had acne and was almost too skinny. He was defiantly a teenager, around … fourteen? He faded as if he embarrassed 由 me noticing his imperfections. I coughed loudly and felt a stabbing pain as I did so. Pain seemed so common since I passed out; I believed it was the only possible way to feel. Matt re-appeared right 下一个 to me, and put a cold hand on my face and whispered, “You’ll be okay.” With that I fell asleep looking into Matts deep, piercing gaze.
The 下一个 日 I found out just how deadly Typhoid fever was, ten percent of people who suffered from it die. What if I was one of those people, one who died at such a young age they never get to experience life? My thoughts were interrupted 由 Matts warm but nonchalant voice, “You, will be okay, don’t worry.” With that, he leaned down and kissed my forehead lightly. That’s the first time I ever felt truly loved, the first time I felt I truly belonged somewhere. Time has never been on my side, he faded away, leaving me staring at the blue moonlight where I had seen him before. He had a habit of not saying goodbye, I assume since he never did.
For the 下一个 six months the same things happened. Bright lights, cries and whispering all day, I do not know how, but only at night I could speak, see, and hear clearly. At night all I could see was that sliver of blue moonlight, and Matt, sitting in the corner, staring at me lovingly. Until one night when a tall, blond nurse (who obviously dyed her hair blond and had a lot of plastic surgery) came into the bright lit hell I lived in. In my mind I thought God had sent her, telling me that there has been a mix up, and I should go back to heaven instead of staying in hell. But she came to tell me that the six months of treatments were done, and I could go home.
On the ride 首页 I fell between being asleep 或者 awake. The point of time when 你 can’t tell the difference, when 你 forget what 你 are doing, 或者 where 你 are. 你 have your eyes shut and 你 don’t care about anything, anyone, 或者 even yourself. 你 are just 迷失 to the freethinking of your choice, this is a heavenly experience, 下一个 time 你 are trying to sleep, attempt this, your mind clears and nothing evil exists anymore, only you. But my heaven was deprived from me yet again, when I heard a loud crash, and the feeling of a million needles going through my heart.
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So, how is my story going so far? Is it interesting enough that you’ll keep reading. Oh and PLEASE help me 由 being a critic too. It’s the only way I’ll get better.
“Hey, mommy, can I-“ I felt dizzy, the room span around, then I passed out onto the hard cold 厨房 floor, my parents rushed over to me, and found my pulse was slowing down. I woke up only to hear wailing sounds from someone crying. A opened my eyes a little, I saw flashing blue and red lights, and the brightest white hallway anyone could ever imagine. I heard people talking and screaming and crying, I couldn’t hear exactly what was being said, I couldn’t see well either, everything was a blur. It happened so fast, yet it took forever to end. 你 would never understand that statement unless it has happened to you. Within a few minutes, I passed out again into a deep sleep. 由 the time I had awoken, I saw him again! Matt, was sitting in a dusty corner of the room. I looked around only to see nothing, mo one else in the room. The window was open a crack to let a glimmer of blue moonlight into my dull hospital room, right where Matt was sitting. I took this time to note his features the best I could. He had gorgeous eyes, ones that were the iciest blue eyes that are almost white. Another thing I loved about him was his hair, it was the blackest black, like mine, except shorter. He was a tall figure, but what I loved 更多 than everything else was that he wasn’t perfect. He had a real, believable vibe to him, he had acne and was almost too skinny. He was defiantly a teenager, around … fourteen? He faded as if he embarrassed 由 me noticing his imperfections. I coughed loudly and felt a stabbing pain as I did so. Pain seemed so common since I passed out; I believed it was the only possible way to feel. Matt re-appeared right 下一个 to me, and put a cold hand on my face and whispered, “You’ll be okay.” With that I fell asleep looking into Matts deep, piercing gaze.
The 下一个 日 I found out just how deadly Typhoid fever was, ten percent of people who suffered from it die. What if I was one of those people, one who died at such a young age they never get to experience life? My thoughts were interrupted 由 Matts warm but nonchalant voice, “You, will be okay, don’t worry.” With that, he leaned down and kissed my forehead lightly. That’s the first time I ever felt truly loved, the first time I felt I truly belonged somewhere. Time has never been on my side, he faded away, leaving me staring at the blue moonlight where I had seen him before. He had a habit of not saying goodbye, I assume since he never did.
For the 下一个 six months the same things happened. Bright lights, cries and whispering all day, I do not know how, but only at night I could speak, see, and hear clearly. At night all I could see was that sliver of blue moonlight, and Matt, sitting in the corner, staring at me lovingly. Until one night when a tall, blond nurse (who obviously dyed her hair blond and had a lot of plastic surgery) came into the bright lit hell I lived in. In my mind I thought God had sent her, telling me that there has been a mix up, and I should go back to heaven instead of staying in hell. But she came to tell me that the six months of treatments were done, and I could go home.
On the ride 首页 I fell between being asleep 或者 awake. The point of time when 你 can’t tell the difference, when 你 forget what 你 are doing, 或者 where 你 are. 你 have your eyes shut and 你 don’t care about anything, anyone, 或者 even yourself. 你 are just 迷失 to the freethinking of your choice, this is a heavenly experience, 下一个 time 你 are trying to sleep, attempt this, your mind clears and nothing evil exists anymore, only you. But my heaven was deprived from me yet again, when I heard a loud crash, and the feeling of a million needles going through my heart.
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So, how is my story going so far? Is it interesting enough that you’ll keep reading. Oh and PLEASE help me 由 being a critic too. It’s the only way I’ll get better.
Lasting Happiness
