CLEOPATRA POV
It's dark.
My body feels numb.
My head is banging like a broken drum.
Everything hurts.
"Why isn't she waking up yet Grandma?" I hear the voices of young girls ask in unison. Their voices seem rather superficial, it sounds like voices gotten from a broken record.
I summon all my energy.
I flicker my eyes open to an old, moldy brown wall.
Apparently I am lieing on the bed, stomach first.
My vision is a bit blurry and my thoughts are a mess.
'Where am I'_ I wonder, trying to force myself to sit upright but the pain on my back restricts me.
That is when a shifty figure of a short kid, probably 5 years of age comes into view.
" Grandma, she is awake" The little girl screams with excitement and an old lady with a head full of white hair enters my view.
At this
