Her Name Is Genesis

Chapter 5

Amira was in a daze, wondering why doctor Liam gave her such an uneasy feeling. Although she was happy to know that her doctor was still there, she had yet to find out for how long she had been asleep. She couldn't shake the feeling that she had met doctor Liam before; however, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't bring memories to the surface. The only results Amira got from trying to find the truth was a head-splitting headache and a whisper in her head that said, In light, you are saved in fire reborn, this moment you will forget until is time to come home.

Amira had finally been awake long enough to contemplate her existence. She knew she was 13 years old because in her infinite useless memories she remembered how to count and how to communicate. Amira was not of this world therefore, no one knew the magic within her, no one questioned her, but she somehow knew that her level of communication and comprehension was not normal for her age.

She had heard the nurses and doctors whispering outside her door when she was pretending to sleep. They always questioned how she was able to communicate at her age level and beyond, considering that she had been in a coma for so long. They commented on how weird it was for Amira to not have suffered from speech or even mental retardation. Amira was able to comprehend all the conversations and tried to adapt her speech but she couldn't because, although she didn't know that at the moment, she could only evolve.

"Amira?" Amira was startled by the sudden voice in her room, she had been so deep in thought that she had not heard anyone walk in.

"Doctor O'Neill!" She was excited once she had figured out who was in the room.

"I hear you have been quiet today?" He asked in a soft, gentle voice.

"Am I weird?" Amira asked, shocking the doctor.

"Weird? Why would you ask that?"

"I am just wondering if I am odd, or weird, or a freaky person." Amira didn't want to tell the doctor but she couldn't seem to stop herself.

"Has anyone told you that in here?" He asked, concerned.

"Not to my face." She mumbled.

Doctor O'Neill was upset with Amira's questioning, not because she was in the wrong, but because that meant that they were talking about her in front of her disrespecting her convalescence. Amira and the doctor's son were the only patients doctor O'Neill treated, he was a licensed doctor, however, the month before Amira showed up, he had taken over as the hospital director. His position gave doctor O'Neill the authority, time, and flexibility to concentrate on his son and Amira.

Amira did not know any of this therefore she did not know the kind of effect her words had. Amira had opened a can of worms and doctor O'Neill started questioning what things his son would have heard. Unlike Amira, his son would not answer many questions he did not have the interest to talk all he ever let out were yes or no sentences. Doctor O'Neill understood that although his son's body had grown, his brain was still that of a five-year-old. Amira was puzzling because she was eloquent and her brain seemed to have continued to learn and evolve in the coma, although O'Neill knew that it was impossible a brain needed to be taught to learn and, therefore Amira was a great mystery to him.