Chapter 1 : A Short Story

She looked towards me, her face growing ever paler, she trembled, as tears began to run down her, once rosy red cheeks. her gaping mouth began to move, trying to form words. however she found it difficult as her breath was leaving her

She began scratching the ropes that bounded her arms furiously while trying to be as silent as possible.

Susan tried to help Mark lean forward a little but he waved her off with a nasty, "I'm fine."

“Your answer to my question was remarkably exquisite, it showed me you 're passionate about what you do.” He handed me the lab coat, “So, I would like to be the first to welcome you to Amelia South Hospital’s surgical team. I paged one of the best residents we have to show you around, he’s a pediatric surgeon.” Just then a charmingly pale man walked in, his hair blonde with wavy locks flowing in one fluent motion framing his gorgeous bone structure.

Suddenly she was torn from her make-believe world and thrust into awareness by tormented screams choked with grief. She reached

“Sir, the testing is done if you want to come look,” she said. I must have fallen asleep. I quickly nodded and got up to follow her. We entered the lab again and I got very anxious. She led me over to the computer, the screen read exactly what I was hoping for. I smiled as I started filling out the paperwork.

She hissed at herself through her teeth like she were in physical agony, even though she had managed to escape fairly unscathed. Her whole body was hardened and tense as she sat there, holding herself more tightly than she ever had done before, willing herself not to shout out into the emptiness around

Knocking on the door, Dr. Kelley opened it, “Come in, my friend. It is a pleasure to see you,” he said.

She blinked as she adapted to the dim light, the last traces of some dream or nightmare lingering only for a minute on her confused mind, as the rest of her terrible reality came into focus like a distorted sunset dancing off rippling ocean waves.

“Vera, I’m sorry, but I have to go. I have to try to contact other patients.”

body went completely rigid as her eyes flickered to the back of her head. That first

She never cried for so long. Her heart felt like a crumbled piece of paper, like it could never be fixed again. She would cry and cry like a never ending story. The pain of this situation would hurt her more than anything she thought. She thought that it was the worst thing that could happen to her. What she didn’t know was that it was only the beginning.

She didn’t know what it was. It was too obvious and difficult to name, she had a feeling,suddenly she realized it was a feeling of freedom:

Stacy, sit,” Dr. Avis spoke, and Danny, who had been lingering just in front of the double doors, strode forward to sit in one of the plush white chairs just in front of Dr. Avis’s desk. It was also at this time that Danny got the first glimpse of her doctor. The woman was extremely beautiful by Danny’s standards. She observed Danny through the lenses of black cat eye glasses. Her eyeliner was wing out at a sharp edge that looked like it could kill a man, and her lips were a soft orchid pink. Dr. Avis’s brunette hair was pulled up in a classy, but admittedly messy, bun atop her head with a swept fringe and fly-away hairs framing her face. The loose fitted black button up the doctor wore was unbuttoned just enough to show the smooth cream of her chest and the beginnings of cleavage. At the line between her breast hung an anatomically correct heart necklace that Danny was immediately fond

this forceful smile she tried so hard to keep on, I looked into her weary eyes, and fear, worry, and