I didn't know if was in limbo or dead. I didn't feel any pain or anything and wasn't bleeding. I was wearing nothing but some kind of white robe. I began to walk and saw more people with white robes. I put my hood up so no one would see my bright blue hair. I walked and walked not knowing when this would end. One person wasn't wearing white. They were wearing gold. I walked up tohim/her and it was no one I ever met.
"Excuse me," I said.
Heturned around to face me and it was my dad.
"Dad?!," I asked surprised, "You're dead?"
"Not all of me," he said.
"Am I?," I asked.
"Not if you want to be," he smiled.
"But," I stuttered.
"Don't try so hard sweetie," he laughed.
"So I can go back?," I asked.
"If you want," he said.
Two doors apeared one white the other was gold.
"If you go threw the white one you can stay here," he gestured, "if you go threw the gold you can go back, goodbye."
He faded away and so did everyone else. I gulped and walked in between the two doors. I began to walk to the white door for an unknown reason. That's when I heard him. It was Damon calling me and telling me to wake up.
"Anna please wake up!," Damon cried.
I spun around and waited.
"Anna!," he shouted.
I decided then. I ran at the gold door and opened it. I walked threw it and it closed behind me.
I gasped for air and saw bright lights around me. I looked around and saw Damon by my side. I wasn't wearing the dress or heels anymore. I guess that dress is trash now. I sat up but everyone tried pushing me down. I got off the bed and ran to the bathroom. I immediately threw up blood. The doctors screamed for me to get back in bed, but I threw up again. Damon gently patted my back. I sighed and stood ujp clenching my stomach.
I lied back down on the bed and the doctors pressed a cloth with medicine on my wound and I screamed. It burned like crazy and they had to hold me down. I struggled to get away from the burning but Damon helped hold me down.
"One more minute," Damon said.
I screamed again and the doctor removed the cloth. They let me go and I gasped. It still burned but way less. The doctors were all done and walked out. Everyone ran in to my side.
"Anna, sweetie, are you okay?," my mom asked.
I nodded slightlyand my mom laughed crying tears. They all hugged me and I laughed.
"The doctor said you'll have to take it easy," my mom whispered in my ear stroking my hair.
"That's probably not going to happen," I laughed.
They all let me go and i could breath. My wound was going to heal, but very very slowly. The doctor cam back in and patched me up. He wrapped the wound and told me I can leave tomorrow morning. I said goodbye as the nurse came in and gave me a hospital gown. I slipped it on and sat back to relax.Everyone said goodbye to go eat except Damon. They closed the door on the way out. Damon sat on the bed beside me.
"You scared the hell outta me," he hugged me tight.
"I'm sorry," I said.
He kissed my cheek and I blushed. I brushed my hair behind my ear and felt really tired. I yawned and Damon kissed my forehead.
"You get some rest Anna," he said walking out, turning out the light, and shutting the door.
I curled up under the blanket and closed my eyes. I felt better like my entire being was replenished. I fell asleep in an instant.
I was wearing white again. Does this mean I'm dying again? I sighed and began to walk. It was getting brighter and brighter. I saw the gold robe again and put my hood on.
"Dad," I said.
He didn't turn around. I walked up to him and touched his shoulder. He spun aaround but had horror all over his face.
"Your decision was wrong," he said.
I back away and was scared.
"Damon wasn't suppose to influence you," he said walking towards me.
"You said it was my choice," I said..
"Yes and you chose to die," he said.
"Well, now I'm alive," I shrugged.
"Not for long," he snapped his fingers.
Two people grabbed both of my arms and dragged me away. I struggled to get free, but couldn't.
I sat up in the hospital bed and was sweating. I wiped away the sweat and looked around my room. Damon was sleep in the chair by the wall. I got out the bed and walked over to him. He was out like a light. I stroked his cheek and he woke up. Light sleeper.
"Hey," I said.
"What's wrong?," he asked.
"Bad dream is all," I said.
"Well it's only 3 am go back to sleep," he said.
I crawled back in the bed, but couldn't sleep on bit so I stayed awake.