My eyes open and close as nurses pushes me to the Intensive care unit on a stretcher.
Members of my family occasionally comes into my sight as my sight goes on and off. I am unable to hear anything other than a sharp ringing sound which feels like it’d drive me crazy.
“Will she be okay? Please tell me she’ll be okay.”
She’s losing to much blood, if we don’t do something about it immediately, we’ll lose her.
These are the only words my ears catch before I pass out totally.
“She’s waking up, her fingers are moving.”
This sound comes from a distance and I don’t quite recognize the voice of the speaker.
“Call the doctor, her vitals need to be checked.”
“Where am I? Wasn’t I just at the….oh, that’s right; I’m dead. This must be the afterlife.”
“Ruby, Ruby! Open your eyes honey, open yo
