Perfection in the Mundane

Perfection in the Mundane

Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

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Kendra had the world at her feet, but she was far from perfect. She wants to be a normal girl, in a a normal setting one without circumstance and expectations. After "The incident" Kendra is sent away for a year to help her rehabilitate and adjust back to regular society, after she is released and ready to start a new life with her family. There she is trying to find herself with little complication, when she meets Cole, a quiet boy at school who seems to have all the right things to say at the right time.
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Summary

Kendra had the world at her feet, but she was far from perfect. She wants to be a normal girl, in a a normal setting one without circumstance and expectations. After "The incident" Kendra is sent away for a year to help her rehabilitate and adjust back to regular society, after she is released and ready to start a new life with her family. There she is trying to find herself with little complication, when she meets Cole, a quiet boy at school who seems to have all the right things to say at the right time.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Prologue

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Submitted: May 06, 2017

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Buzzing. This annoying buzzing is all I hear, while others voices are drowned out, as if I were under ten feet of water. I should be able to hear people but instead I try to tune out the buzzing that is constant in my head. My eyes are open, but the lids are weighing them down and I feel dizzy. Fading in and out of consciousness I can make out the mumbles of my dad, it sounds like he's crying over me, sobbing even as if he wasn’t able to catch his breath. The buzzing is subsiding, so I can make some of the conversation my mother is having 2 other strangers who are hovering over me.  

 

"You guys can fix her right?" She asked, as if I were piece of broken furniture that needed a refinishing. "I mean, make her... better? Before she comes home" In my head I smile at the idea, I'm unsure if it registered with the rest of my body. Make me better? I'm far from being better mother, I wouldn’t be half alive on this floor right now, if I even suspected a chance of being better. 

 

"Ma'am, I assure you we will give her all the help that she needs, but first let's get her to the hospital and get her checked out" Said one of the figures in white, he spoke so matter-of-factly that he had silenced my mother, who let out a little Hmph in compliance.  

"

Kendra! Hey Kendra" Said the other figure who was now inches away from my face. He flashed a light that blinded me a little, as he pulled up my eyelids. "I want you to follow where my fingers go okay" He said holding up one finger, the light was annoying and I wish I could tell him to stop, but unfortunately for me t the only thing coming out of my mouth was pools of drool. I followed where his finger went, and he went on to tell his partner some fancy words that I can't really make out over dadincessant bawling 

 

"My baby girl. My poor baby girl" she shouts and I feel his hand gripping mine. "Hang in there sweetheart" He says, letting go of my hand.  

 

I feel myself get lifted from the ground, and out the door as my dad sobbed on the floor and my mom stood there with this look of disappointment in her eyes. If word gets out of this, it would ruin her reputation that she took so long to build. I get pulled into the ambulance with the two paramedics checking my vitals and my pulse, while I just lie there watching the neighborhood we lived in my whole life get smaller and smaller through the window.  

 

The buzzing finally stopped, there was no sign of Manhattan anywhere. Instead, I was surrounded by white walls, stenched with the scent of antibacterial cleaner and bleach. After a few minutes of chit chat the paramedics finally came over to me, one grabbed my hand and looked at me directly. "They're gonna take real good care of you Miss Rath" He and his partner left, like that they were gone, and I sat there wondering why most of my human encounters always ended with me alone. I wasn’t alone in that moment as their were new people poking and prodding me, but I still felt it.  

 

I have become numb to the needles and tests, I sit there with tears stained face while the one nurse reads my file off to the other. 

 

"Kendra Rath, 16, Dad found her unresponsive, called 911 immediately for medical assistance.  

 

No shit, Of course he would. I thought to myself, angry that I hadn't anticipated him being home early that day.  

 

"Reason for Admittance?" The world stops again when I hear her respond with... 

 

"Attempted Suicide" 

 

 


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