Chapter Eighteen - Am I alive -

Daydra's POV

I woke to the sound of water running and the smell of sweet perfume. My head was groggy, and my body ached all over. For a moment I laid still, confused about how I am alive and where I am, how long I've been out for.

This place was foreign to me, but then again anywhere but school and the hell hole I called home was foreign. I tried to sit up but as I did a sharp pain shot through my entire body like a battering ram.

I squealed at the pain I felt and fell back down onto the pillow. An elderly women rushed into the room I was in and looked me over, she places a gentle hand on my forehead and checked my pulse. Was she a doctor.

What happened. How did I get here. So many questions and yet I had no voice to speak with. It came out silent to start then it sounded like a wounded bear.

Oh, great I thought to myself. Not only do I not remember a thing or where I am, now I have no voice. This is going to be funny I thought sarcastically to myself. The women were staring at me.