Chapitre 13: An Injection To Get Rid Of The Ghost
Oh my God, they all have left me all alone with a ghost. What should I do? What should I do…? I thought clutching the sheets under the cover.
I heard him walking; Oh, please let him be going. Please… but his footsteps were getting closer. He is coming closer, but why is he coming closer? He will kill me now. If you had to kill me then why bring me back, God? I cursed and finally passed out.
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I woke up in the same room but no one was around me. Had I really seen what I think I'd seen?
Before I could decipher the answer was clear; he was standing by the foot of my bed.
Oh my God! it's the ghost. I didn't imagine him. How do I tell everyone what is happening when he is listening intently, as if his life is dependent on what I say? I desperately avoided eye contact with him and thankfully my mom came in.
"Baby, you are awake, what happened to you? Are you fine?" she asked worried.
"Yes mom, I am just fine. I think I need to rest." I spoke with great efforts.
Everything in sight was twisting and turning now.
"Yes, you should." she spoke caressing my hair as I closed my eyes again.
I heard her leave.
"You have no idea how glad I am that you are alive!" I heard a very scared yet a charming and relieved voice.
Was the ghost talking to me?
"Hey, what would I give to talk to you again!"
Again?
"Amrita, do you remember me at all?"
He knows my name? Oh, maybe he overheard mom or Zara using it. But why would I remember him?
"If I had not known better, I swear I could feel you can hear me and for a second I felt you saw me before..."
Oh God! Why is this happening to me? I was still cursing when out of nowhere I felt a warm touch brush up my face, scaring me shitless.
But he was the one who screamed, "Oh shit! I can touch you!"
All the machines attached to me sang in a loud voice together, scaring me further.
"What happened!?" Everybody came in running.
I pretended as if I had woken up just now, although I was pretty sure my face spoke something else, "What happened, why you guys are screaming?"
I could see one of the hospital staff was partially standing in the ghost. It seemed he had two faces. It gave me shivers.
"Looks like she is going into another panic attack or is having some sort of fit," the doctor murmured, and fished around in his pockets for an injection.
"I was scared we would have to use this," he said, and quickly injected it in my veins and I gladly drifted into ghost-less sleep.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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