Lost in Thought
Breathe...
Open eyes
Feel around
Where are you?
Bright...
Wet Floor
Cold Air
Where are you?
Think back.
18th Birthday, bar, drinking? Wait no
Driving so I was sober. Drugged?
Why does my head feel like a bus hit me
My Body hurts.
Did a bus hit me? No cant be.
Get up.
Blood.
Why? How? When.
Where are you?
Bruised and In pain
Where are my Friends?
Theres my Bag
Wallet? No
Car Keys? Yes
Get in car.
Look back. The bar?
Time: 5 am?
Go Home. Shower.
So Much Blood.
What now. Call friends? No phone
Email? That’s unusual.
What now. Work, go to work.
New Phone. New wallet.
Two months later. no answer from friends.
No blood I’m okay. Put it in the past.
Help is needed but I can’t show my true self.
Police? No too scared. breathe.
Monday 10 am: Sick
Tuesday 11 am: Sick
Wednesday 9 am: I’m okay. Stomach bug?
Thursday 9:30 am: Sick
Not Okay. Depressed. Scared. Broke.
Am I pro choice?
Get help. Yes. Don’t be scared.
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