Cynthia’s Nightmare’ Part 5

Written by: BorderBrother619 on December 4, 2011.

‘What happened? w-w-where am I?  Can anybody help me?’

A soft pastel yellow glow was all that Cynthia could see through the blurry vision of her eyes as she was trying to get her eyes to focus on her surroundings ‘hello? can anybody hear me?  …where am I?’  Cynthia kept on trying to remember what happened before she lost consciousness. ‘I remember that I was in a hospital… but why can’t I hear anything?’ Cynthia tried to put her attention to her surroundings. ‘What did they shoot me up with? I feel so… out of it’.  ‘I am in a hospital, I know that, but the smell…. I-I-I-I remember this smell, I remember my dad would take me as a child to the marina in San Diego to feed the seagulls when I was growing up.  dang, I can even hear the seagulls as if I was really there…’  ‘Dad? are you with me?’  Cynthia awaited patiently for an answer from her dad but then realized that it would never happen, her dad was still living in San Diego and she refused to let him know where she moved with Gus since her whole family had disowned her when she moved with Gus to Apache Junction Arizona.

“Well Ms. Ramsey, I really don’t know much as far as details of what happened to him…” “m-my my baby is dead too?” “Ms. Ramsey, I will call in Detective Lopez, he is in the lobby.”  “nurse, please bring in detective Lopez. thank you.”  “Yes, doctor”.

Detective Lopez came in to Cynthia’s hospital room.   “Ms. Ramsey, I have some information but you MUST remain as calm as possible, we know that it is not easy to deal with any kind of loss, but you MUST compose yourself if you would like us to give you the information you are requesting.”

“Ms. Ramsey? hello Ms. Ramsey? are you ok? nurse, I think Ms. Ramsey is having another panic attack, she is not responding.” Detective Lopez asked.  Cynthia quickly snapped back into reality, “NO! PLEASE… no more injections, every time you inject me I pass out and I dream the weirdest dreams.  Please tell me what happened, PLEASE!!”

Cynthia took a few seconds to calm herself down, and closed her eyes.  thousands of thoughts once again came and danced in her head as if mocking her.  She lay in her hospital bed alone, keeping her eyes tightly closed, Cynthia started to think…  and think… and think….,  then started to talk to herself as she collected and analyzed her thoughts.  “what am I going to do now?  my Sonya was my life and now she is gone forever.  My dad… why did I dream about him and those noisy seagulls?  it was SO real, I could smell it.  but why?”

Cynthia did not know how long she was out, but all of a sudden she found herself waking up again to the soft yellow hue of her room and those noisy seagulls, well… not that noisy but definately noticeable.  “I am here again with my dad! am I dreaming? I can hear the sound of the seagulls, I can even smell the fishy smell of the marina.  Dad? are you here with me? Dad! I miss you, are you here with me? DAD? HELP ME, I NEED YOU NOW MORE THAN EVER! help me, dad… my baby Sonya is dead!”  Cynthia tried to sit up, but her vision was abnormally blurry so as she was trying to sit up, she grabbed on to her hospital bed to regain her balance, she looked at her hands and saw them clutching the soft white cushion of her hospital bed, “why can’t I see anything clearly?  wait… wait! this is……”