Mi
The same swirling started again pressing behind my eyes as the easy hours of sleep slipped away again forcing my head back into the curliness of reality but I new how to make the pain go away and with out even thinking about it too much I opened my mouth and began to scream hoping that the nurse wouldn’t take to long with her needle where liquid piece laid.
“Mi, mi stop screaming honey, stop screaming.” An echoed voice that seemed slightly familiar soothed somewhere in the background of my head but it made no difference to me what nurse was trying to talk me down from my noisy protest, there was only two voices; two faces that would make the screaming become redundant, would make all the horror and the pain go away so I could cope with the waking world and they where never there any more and I new they where never going to come back. I didn’t know how much time had passed since my screaming cycle of existence began it could have been hours or it could have been weeks, months, years but still that pain and fear remained the same along with the need for the screaming.
“Mi open your eyes and look at me, I am here, I am here.” the same voice said again before a hand locked it’s self around mine tightly and fingers started smoothing through my hair like a strange memory of what I used to know; a strange brief moment in my life where I had felt love and compassion from someone; a strange fleeting time when I had gained a sister again.
“It’s Esmee Mi, it’s Esmee I am here talk to me baby, stop screaming and talk to me.”
I heard what they lady said but I was reluctant to stop the screaming just in case it wasn’t the Esmee I screamed for, just in case the ghostly memory of her touch was exactly that; a memory and she wasn’t there at all. I knew I couldn’t cope with opening my eyes to find an empty space so I carried on screaming waiting of the nurse to tell me she was injecting the sedative and for the reality to fade into dreams again.
“Mi please stop screaming honey, I’m right here and going to keep you safe, no ones going to hurt you I promise.” the voice said again before I felt the arms around me; the undeniable arms of my sister returning to me and I opened my eyes just the slightest little bit to see if I could see Esmee around the edges of my swirling vision while breathing in to try and catch the scent of her strawberry hair. Both of which where there.
this is good vikki.
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