Sirens

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I held my breath when I first heard the sirens. They were quiet at first, and I pleaded with all of my weak being that they would stop at our house. My body was enveloped with a dull, painful pounding. I felt the warmth of my blood cool off as it pooled on the floor, a red halo around my waning existence.

The sirens got loud, loud, loud until I thought my eardrums would burst, the ambulance was getting closer. If I wasn't hyperventilating, I would take a deep breath as the noise came to a stop beside my house. The blood in my ears pulsed with the sirens, making my head go dizzy. How much longer?

There was two bangs before there was a loud crack and footsteps began to parade into the house. I let out a small whimper. Oh, help me! I wanted to yell more than anything, but my body was entirely immobilized, I couldn't even breathe without being assaulted by tiny daggers through my stomach.

When the group circled around me, I wanted to look and see their faces, but my vision wouldn't focus. I could barely make out the man who quickly moved to my side next to me. He had his eyebrows touching in a frown. His eyes, although friendly, had a worried shade over them as he called the paramedics in for a stretcher. He smiled and continued talking, something about me being safe. I wish

Hands pressed on my wounds and I writhed, fighting through the immobilizing pain and instinctively trying to escape. I was trying to focus on the man, as he had told me repeatedly to do, but it was like I was seasick on the ocean. up, down, in, out. For a second the man was blocked out of sight, and my focus disappeared. Hands reached onto my shoulders, and instinctively I tried to pull away, jerking a couple inches. Agony immediately enveloped my body, flames burning a hole in my brain. I cried out, but the sound was only choked off by torment.

The room turned into colors and shapes, green and red blobs floated across my vision. The hands reached around my body once more, and they lifted my limp body off the bloody tiles and onto the stretcher. I could feel every single one of their steps, bringing me down the stairs and out of the house. They slid me into the ambulance, placing a ventilator over my mouth and nose.

Through my torture, I could feel a prick of the IV in my arm. There were two men who joined me in the back of the ambulance, both smiling in sympathy. I felt a small flicker of rage, I didn't want their sympathy. It made me feel pathetic. I wanted nothing more than to fall asleep and never wake up , but my eyes stayed wide open, refusing to fall into unconsciousness.

The ride there was bumpy and uncomfortable, I could almost feel every pebble in the road. The two men in the back with me were frequently checking the equipment, making sure that I wasn't going to die right then and there. I lived almost thirty minutes from the nearest hospital, but sooner than I would have thought, the ambulance pulled to a stop in a place that could only have been the E.R.

I couldn't see the look on the peoples' faces as they rolled me past, but I could only guess. I could, however, hear the men beside me yelling something about preparing a room. We ran through the hospital for about two minutes before I was wheeled into a dark room. They lifted me onto an uncomfortable table, and stuck a different mask over my nose. After barely a couple of breaths, My eyes drooped and I finally fell asleep.

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Less eventful chapter but fun nonetheless. After this one the storyline totally changes, and I'm kinda excited to see where my brain takes this since I only have a small plan on what happens. I plan them out in like an essay format, so its like that but wayyy more fun. What goes on later on in the story has dsmp characters in it, but they are not really connected to the dsmp. If you want to, you can just pretend they are normal people and have nothing to do with the weird minecraft ppl that everyone is obsessed with. They don't stream, they aren't all in the story, and they don't say "pog" and stuff like that.

Anyways, enjoy!

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