I ran my hand through my tired hair. I fell asleep on the attic floor last night, after my outburst. I was tired, and ached everywhere. What a night it had been.
I took my weight of the gurney I had been leaning on. I was at the hospital today, to help calm this schizophrenic man. I arrived here at seven this morning, and had to leave before noon. I couldn’t miss Lucy’s appointment at Social Services.
It was eight-thirty now, and I was getting ready to meet my patient. He was in the emergency room, with the doctor. He’d had a nervous breakdown, and broken his arm.
I usually didn’t work in hospitals, but the psychiatrist here was on vacation. They called me as a back up.
The doctor poked his out the door, and motioned for me to come in. As I walked in, I saw the man was young. He could not have been over twenty-five. He sat on the white hospital bed. His head was in his hands, and he was shaking. He was blonde hair.
The doctor sat in a side chair, I stood. It made me somewhat uncomfortable to have the doctor in here while I was speaking to the patient.
“Hello,” I alisema to the man. He looked up, sweating. His eyes darted to the door, then back to me.
“Hello,” he alisema shakily.
“What’s your name?” I asked him. The doctor had left out many details.
“Jared,” he replied.
“Nice to meet you, Jared. I’m Dr. Demidov,” I said. His head jerked to the side, and he rocked slightly.
“The-the voices…They say wewe are a bad, bad man,” Jared alisema shaking his head.
“Do wewe believe them?” I asked.
“They’re right, aren’t they?” Jared said, looking torn.
“I don’t know. Why don’t wewe tell me?” To make the proper treatment, I needed his insight in the hallucinations.
“I-I can’t! They will kill me if I don’t listen to them!” Jared had tears going down his face.
“Where are they? Maybe I could hide you,” I kept working with him.
“Right there,” he pointed toward the door.
“Describe them for me,” I said. Was this man having visual hallucinations, too?
“Tall, cloaked, with knives, and no face, nor soul,” Jared alisema starring at the door.
“They don’t sound so bad. Maybe wewe could tell me if they’re right if wewe do it in secret code,” I offered.
“Um, okay…” Jared thought for a moment. The he moved his hands. He was using sign language. Jared signed that he did not believe them, but he didn’t want to get hurt.
“I’ll be right back,” I walked out of the room. The doctor trailed behind. I went over to a large, gray desk. The nurses and doctors all buzzed around. I looked at a orodha of numbers taped on the edge of the desk. I reached the psychiatrist’s number.
I typed the number into my cell phone, and hit the ‘call’ key. It rung a few moments, then the voice mail picked up.
“Hello, this is Dr. Laveney. Please leave your name, and number, I’ll get back in touch with you,” Dr. Laveney was the psychiatrist here? Alexander never told me he would be working at the hospital. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I left the message.
“This is Dr. Demidov, and there is a patient at Skyline Hospital having a schizophrenic outbreak. If wewe would call him in some medication, it would be great. Thank you. Good-bye,” I hit the ‘end’ button.
I was walking back to Jared’s room when I heard a cry. I ran into the room, and found Jared hanging from a black belt. The ukanda had been tied around the curtain rod. How had he gotten up there so fast?
“I need help in here!” I yelled from the room. I ran over to Jared trying to remove the ukanda from his neck. It was so tight.
Two nurses and a doctor rushed in. They all crowded around him, trying to get the ukanda from around his neck.
Finally, the doctor yanked on Jared’s feet, and the ukanda snapped. He fell to the floor, a nurse checked his pulse. The black-haired woman looked up, and shook her head.
“Time of death, eleven-seventeen a.m.,” alisema the doctor. “Your work here is done, Dr. Demidov.”
I nodded, and walked out of the hospital.
I took my weight of the gurney I had been leaning on. I was at the hospital today, to help calm this schizophrenic man. I arrived here at seven this morning, and had to leave before noon. I couldn’t miss Lucy’s appointment at Social Services.
It was eight-thirty now, and I was getting ready to meet my patient. He was in the emergency room, with the doctor. He’d had a nervous breakdown, and broken his arm.
I usually didn’t work in hospitals, but the psychiatrist here was on vacation. They called me as a back up.
The doctor poked his out the door, and motioned for me to come in. As I walked in, I saw the man was young. He could not have been over twenty-five. He sat on the white hospital bed. His head was in his hands, and he was shaking. He was blonde hair.
The doctor sat in a side chair, I stood. It made me somewhat uncomfortable to have the doctor in here while I was speaking to the patient.
“Hello,” I alisema to the man. He looked up, sweating. His eyes darted to the door, then back to me.
“Hello,” he alisema shakily.
“What’s your name?” I asked him. The doctor had left out many details.
“Jared,” he replied.
“Nice to meet you, Jared. I’m Dr. Demidov,” I said. His head jerked to the side, and he rocked slightly.
“The-the voices…They say wewe are a bad, bad man,” Jared alisema shaking his head.
“Do wewe believe them?” I asked.
“They’re right, aren’t they?” Jared said, looking torn.
“I don’t know. Why don’t wewe tell me?” To make the proper treatment, I needed his insight in the hallucinations.
“I-I can’t! They will kill me if I don’t listen to them!” Jared had tears going down his face.
“Where are they? Maybe I could hide you,” I kept working with him.
“Right there,” he pointed toward the door.
“Describe them for me,” I said. Was this man having visual hallucinations, too?
“Tall, cloaked, with knives, and no face, nor soul,” Jared alisema starring at the door.
“They don’t sound so bad. Maybe wewe could tell me if they’re right if wewe do it in secret code,” I offered.
“Um, okay…” Jared thought for a moment. The he moved his hands. He was using sign language. Jared signed that he did not believe them, but he didn’t want to get hurt.
“I’ll be right back,” I walked out of the room. The doctor trailed behind. I went over to a large, gray desk. The nurses and doctors all buzzed around. I looked at a orodha of numbers taped on the edge of the desk. I reached the psychiatrist’s number.
I typed the number into my cell phone, and hit the ‘call’ key. It rung a few moments, then the voice mail picked up.
“Hello, this is Dr. Laveney. Please leave your name, and number, I’ll get back in touch with you,” Dr. Laveney was the psychiatrist here? Alexander never told me he would be working at the hospital. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I left the message.
“This is Dr. Demidov, and there is a patient at Skyline Hospital having a schizophrenic outbreak. If wewe would call him in some medication, it would be great. Thank you. Good-bye,” I hit the ‘end’ button.
I was walking back to Jared’s room when I heard a cry. I ran into the room, and found Jared hanging from a black belt. The ukanda had been tied around the curtain rod. How had he gotten up there so fast?
“I need help in here!” I yelled from the room. I ran over to Jared trying to remove the ukanda from his neck. It was so tight.
Two nurses and a doctor rushed in. They all crowded around him, trying to get the ukanda from around his neck.
Finally, the doctor yanked on Jared’s feet, and the ukanda snapped. He fell to the floor, a nurse checked his pulse. The black-haired woman looked up, and shook her head.
“Time of death, eleven-seventeen a.m.,” alisema the doctor. “Your work here is done, Dr. Demidov.”
I nodded, and walked out of the hospital.
I wrote this is five minutes. Not that good, I know.
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope wewe enjoy.
Read to the rhythym wewe would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat kwa his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the inayofuata time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope wewe enjoy.
Read to the rhythym wewe would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat kwa his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the inayofuata time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
jamie is a beautiful girl. she has long ,blond hair,she has a pink shati and dark blue jeans. she was the cousin of lindsey.
she was walking her dog,sweetie,when,jamie tripped on a rock. she thn fell into the arms of trent.
'hell," he said.
"thnks for saving me,abd hi."
"you okay?"
"yeah,but,i,need to rest,and my house is pretty far from here.
"you can com,e over. i live across."
"thanks,um,"
"trent."
"trent."
they went to trents house,and they went up to his rom
"and this is my room."
i had a gray wall,with gutiar poster,and a bed.closet,drawers and other things.
"wow,thats a cool room."
"thanks."
"listen,do wewe have a girlfreind?"
"no,why?'
"i dont,do wewe wanna go out?"
"okay."
"so.."
then trent kissed jamie,and thats hat went on for the rest of the day.
she was walking her dog,sweetie,when,jamie tripped on a rock. she thn fell into the arms of trent.
'hell," he said.
"thnks for saving me,abd hi."
"you okay?"
"yeah,but,i,need to rest,and my house is pretty far from here.
"you can com,e over. i live across."
"thanks,um,"
"trent."
"trent."
they went to trents house,and they went up to his rom
"and this is my room."
i had a gray wall,with gutiar poster,and a bed.closet,drawers and other things.
"wow,thats a cool room."
"thanks."
"listen,do wewe have a girlfreind?"
"no,why?'
"i dont,do wewe wanna go out?"
"okay."
"so.."
then trent kissed jamie,and thats hat went on for the rest of the day.
i dindnt say anything for a minute,then i spoke.
'do wewe know why?"
'well,she alisema something about an old friend in texas." izzy told me.
"you dont think.."
"maybe.where else could she have gone?"
"come kwa my house after school,i have plan."
After school,izzy came over.We went to my room.
"what are we gonna do?"izzy asked,as soon as she walked in the room.
"wee gonig to find aslee" i siad,trying to sound as serious as possible.
"youre kidding,right? i mean,where are we gonna go?"izzy said.
"texas"
she stared at me.Blankly.Not saying a thing.As if she was gonna drop dead.
"izzy?"i asked,trying to get her back to reality.
"you must be on drugs," she said
"what?"
"youve got to be joking me.i mean,your mom is not gonig to take us,my mom is dead,and theres no way ere gonna..wait...your not saying?
"yep,wee going to texas"
'do wewe know why?"
'well,she alisema something about an old friend in texas." izzy told me.
"you dont think.."
"maybe.where else could she have gone?"
"come kwa my house after school,i have plan."
After school,izzy came over.We went to my room.
"what are we gonna do?"izzy asked,as soon as she walked in the room.
"wee gonig to find aslee" i siad,trying to sound as serious as possible.
"youre kidding,right? i mean,where are we gonna go?"izzy said.
"texas"
she stared at me.Blankly.Not saying a thing.As if she was gonna drop dead.
"izzy?"i asked,trying to get her back to reality.
"you must be on drugs," she said
"what?"
"youve got to be joking me.i mean,your mom is not gonig to take us,my mom is dead,and theres no way ere gonna..wait...your not saying?
"yep,wee going to texas"
poem 1:the world
the sun shines bright
there's day,and there's night
both are beautiful sights
this is the world
Winter,spring,summer,and fall
is a magical season
so there is no reason
for wewe to hate
seasons so great
we are all one
we need the sun
we need the air
we all care
about the world
poem 2:love
there is something above
we cant see it
we cant bee it
but we all know what it is
it is love
upendo is what we need
to live,to breath
to be what we can be
we all need love
upendo is power
upendo is strong.
thats why upendo songs
are so very strong
Poem 3:run (this one isnt all that good)
in the sun
is where i run
away from here
ill not be near
Something that will kill me
something that can be
so deadly and strong
and can kill me with a song
thats why i run
in the sun
i still remember wewe hum.
im sorry i must run.
the sun shines bright
there's day,and there's night
both are beautiful sights
this is the world
Winter,spring,summer,and fall
is a magical season
so there is no reason
for wewe to hate
seasons so great
we are all one
we need the sun
we need the air
we all care
about the world
poem 2:love
there is something above
we cant see it
we cant bee it
but we all know what it is
it is love
upendo is what we need
to live,to breath
to be what we can be
we all need love
upendo is power
upendo is strong.
thats why upendo songs
are so very strong
Poem 3:run (this one isnt all that good)
in the sun
is where i run
away from here
ill not be near
Something that will kill me
something that can be
so deadly and strong
and can kill me with a song
thats why i run
in the sun
i still remember wewe hum.
im sorry i must run.
I remember the times of the i upendo you's
and times when it was i hate you.
But wewe come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights wewe stayed.
The child in me, from the times wewe loved me.
The debt wewe owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time wewe spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that wewe are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when wewe apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.
and times when it was i hate you.
But wewe come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights wewe stayed.
The child in me, from the times wewe loved me.
The debt wewe owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time wewe spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that wewe are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when wewe apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.