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    dots Submission Name: The Puppet Part 4: Recoverydots

    Author: faded color
    ASL Info:    18/M/That one place
    Elite Ratio:    2.93 - 36/32/37
    Words: 396
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    dotsThe Puppet Part 4: Recoverydots

    I woke up the next night in the hospital. Sam laid there next to me. I could not recall anything that happened. After a few minuets of going over my thoughts, the doctor came in and prepared me for the next step of the ‘treatment’. This was going to be one long night.
    “Well, well, well, Mr. King.” The doctor said with a grin. “You had yourself quite a spill didn’t you? Tore you up.” He took some blood and started to examine me. “So tell me what….” He stopped and looked somewhat startled. “My, my, you never stop amazing me.” He whispered. “We need to sedate you, sorry, but we have to operate to see if your injuries have gotten worse.” So they did, and so I went back to sleep.
    I woke in a cold sweat late the next morning. A large scar covered my chest, and it felt as if something had just smashed out of my ribs.
    “Good morning Mr. King. How are we feeling today?” He asked with yet another grin.
    “Never better, doc.” I responded.
    “You know you’re very lucky, that semi tore your car in half. Well, stay here, I’m going to go check on your wife.”
    I never heard her called that. I was going to ask her to marry me later when we went out the next summer to stay in a cabin. Wait, she was in the car with me! She’s alive?!?!
    “Hey, doc!” I yelled.
    “Yes my boy?”
    “I want to see her!” I demanded.
    “I wouldn’t recommend it Matthew.”
    “I don’t care, I said I want to see her, now!”
    “Ok, ok. Just hold on a second, ill be right back with a nurse to help me.” He said.
    I didn’t have time to wait, so without thinking, I stood up, and walked to her room. I wasn’t thinking that I was just hit by a semi, and I was able to stand and walk. The doctor’s defiantly noticed.
    “Mr. King! What are you doing up? Your bones have not healed properly!” They yelled and screamed. Then all the nurses on that floor gathered just to stare.
    “Please, come in to your room so I can check your vitals.” He asked.
    Therefore, I did, he checked, and then gasp. “What is it doc?”
    “You’ve recovered. Your fine, no injuries.

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      ... ooooh.... spooky! no injuries! looking forward to the next part! :)
    | Posted on 2008-01-25 00:00:00 | by Kaygrl | [ Reply to This ]

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