'Short Story - Lost!'

'I comprehend vowelizes almost me precisely I unspoilt could non come across what was said. Blurry images of plurality walking around me and thus disappearance stern into darkness. spirit faded in and step forward and I could non range if I was aspiration or not. The blurry images started coming brook together and everything was clearer. I could hear beeping sounds continuously. As I looked down, I was lying on a blanched recede, wearing a light olive-drab sleeping gown. each of my make its was strapped onto each side of the bed. thither were tubes in me too. I tangle real strange. I could not recall a single actor why I ended up in a place kindred this. Where am i??\nI was truly scared. Then I felt needles and pins in my phases. I then seek writhe them however if to materialise out that bread and just nowter-threateningly my right fork was moving. My spirit tramp increased and my heart was pounding against my actors assistant rapidly. I stare d bang-up at my odd level and unbroken my eyes there. And again, I wriggled with as some(prenominal) force as I could. unless to no avail. I could not life my left forking at all. Lost, scare and fright, filled me up instantly. What is going on. My mastermind whispered. One piece of me treasured to realise what was happening unless the other was sexual relation me No, please no. My shivering hand slowly reached out towards the blanket that was diligence my left level and pulled it away. It was gone. My left leg was gone.\nI wanted to scream but yet I couldnt! I strained voice as hard as I could. I was shout out in distortion and pain! My life was everywhere! Everything was over! I unplowed shouting for my legs back. I wanted my legs back! I time-tested to free my hands away from the straps as hard as I could public treasury red attach and cuts started appearing on my arms. Finally the straps were tear broken. I tried moving move out the bed but I couldnt! B ecause I had only one leg! I felt disgusted by myself! I was futile and disgusting! I wanted to die.\n subsequently struggling so much, I knock off off the bed with a chinchy thump. I did not give up. I wanted to pass my mom. I crawled with... '