Wake up

Home Sweet Home

This was all a dream. I could only pray for that. As I got up and was getting dressed to go home. My blood was black, it is even scientifically possible for a person's blood to be like that.

“Ava," said the woman who is said to be my mother. I hear calling.

“Where is your mind at dear”? She looked at my face.

“I am okay, just thinking about stuff," I reply.

“Well, now is not the time for thinking, let’s go home,’ she said while helping me walk out the hospital door. I felt thirsty still, but the more water I drank, the more I felt. Finally, my feet were getting to do their job. That made me happy for a moment. But I was still thinking about why I was in a coma for four months and the bigger question is why is my blood black? I need answers about what actually happened to me.

“Come on,’ we are almost there," she said while driving in the car. I was staring out the window. The outside looks very beautiful. I lower the window while taking in the fresh air. That felt very good. As I was breathing in I suddenly could smell something else. “Do I smell blood? Ahead, I could see a deer on the roadside. It was injured.

“Poor creature, who would have hit it down like that," said Emily. I was staring at the wound. Its leg was broken and blood was dripping down.

“That looks perfect.” What? Did I just say that? Why was I saying that?

“What did you say honey? Said Emily, staring through the car window.

“Nothing," I reply. But that was something. My mind. Why would I think that way?

Again, with the questions in my head and then getting a headache from it.

I really don’t know what to say about all of this.

“We are here” said Emily. She stops in front of a house. I got out the car. My back felt like pain was rushing to it again.

“Are you okay," asked Emily. She looked at me with a worried face.

“Yes I am fine’ just feeling some pain, I reply.

“Pain, where? She said while reaching to help me.

‘No, I am alright leave that alone for now, just show me the house I said.

“Yes, sure," she said.

As she opened the door, I could see large pictures hanging on the stairway.

“Come, let’s go in she said. Walking up the stairs, I felt a sense of memories flashing through my mind again. I saw a woman and a man sitting on a table.

“Ava, come my sweet Ava you're almost there” said the woman to a small young girl. The small young girl had long black hair with pretty blue eyes.

“Ava! "Watch your step said Emily, why are you not paying attention," she said.

I almost tripled down the stairs.

“Sorry, my bad," I said. I was just wondering what happened to me. I blurted out to her.

“Honey, to be honest, when I heard you were in the hospital I had to rush there as fast as possible.

“so, where was I before? I look at her hopping for some answers. She then sits down on the chair while pouring some tea in a cup handing it over to me.

“Ava, when your father passed away you didn’t want to be in this house anymore. And to be honest, we had a fight before you left home, because you wanted me to sell this house and move to another city which I couldn’t handle. Tears were filling her eyes again.

“Was I a bad daughter? I ask her.

“No, honey, while she touches my hand. You’re a very good daughter. You just wanted the best for me.

“But I regret not doing what you told me to do because I would have been with you all this time. I am very sorry," she said. I reached up and wiped her tears on her cheek.

“It is going to be okay," I said to her.

“Do you know where I went after that”?

“No, I tried calling you many times, but all of your calls when to a voice machine.

“So, do you know where I stay? I look at her.

“But one time you did call me back, leaving a voice message’

“Voice message’ I look at her.

“Yes, but it was pretty rainy that day and I couldn’t hear it very well she said.

“Do you still have the message?’ I ask.

“yes, it’s right there on the phone, you can listen to it when your all rest up," she reply. Now let me show you your bedroom. Walking inside the room, I saw a small picture frame on the makeup area.

“is this me? I held a picture pointing to a girl looking like me.

“Yes, this is you, your father and me.

“That day you were very happy. We went out fishing and your dad was very proud of you for getting the big fish.

“I wish I could remember all of that'

“Honey, don’t worry about your pretty little head," the doctor said due in time your memories will come rushing in. I am going to make something for you to eat while you settle down more into this bedroom.

“Thank you, mom,’ I said. She turned and smiled. “Finally, you called me mom.

“Now I will be right back. I am going to make your favorite today as she walks out the room, leaving me to stare at the other pictures in it. I can’t seem to remember this room. I hope my memories come back. But the bigger question is that why is my blood black? I have to listen to that voice message. Maybe it could give me some kind of clue of what I was up to before I was in this coma.