PAIGE
I woke up to the now familiar sound of the continuous beep of a machine and the pungent smell of drugs and sterilizers that characterized hospital rooms. I was in a hospital bed once again and I wondered what was wrong this time. A groan escaped my lips as I tried to move my head and someone was standing over me almost immediately.
“Paige! Are you okay? What happened back there, you gave me a scare,” I heard Mrs. Kelly said, her hands roaming all over my face and neck, worry laced in her tone. Just like it did back then, the memory came to me in a flash. I was in Mrs. Kelly's room where I'd seen a framed picture that was proudly put on display. One that showed the girl that has haunted my dreams for as long as I can remember, all smiles as she posed next to Mrs. Kelly, the happines
