Hot Blog: AMERICANDAYDREAMS AMERICAN DAYDREAMS slowly opened and adjusted to the light, I could hear beepings from monitors and people talking over me. "Where am I?" I said in a cracked voice and a man with a white mask came to me and held my hand. "You are in a hospital. You were in an accident that resulted in 4 fatalities and 3 injuries. Apparently your car was hit by an on coming car with three drunk passengers. Then proceeded to lose control and went to hit three passerby's."
"What about Ulysses?" I asked. "The young man you were with, flew through the windshiled at the moment of impact. There was nothing we could have done to save him. He is dead..." At this news, I started to weep as the doctor squeazed my hand. "Is there anything I can do for you?" the doctor asked. "Yes, please call Stephen for me," the doctor nodded and left after I gave him the number.
I layed in that bed for a long time, crying and weeping for the loss of innocent people's lives. Just then, I felt a warm hand enveloped mine and a kiss was placed on my forehead. I looked up and this caused me to cry more. "Awww... ssshhh... sweetie, it's okay. I'm here now..." it was Stephen. "I'm so sorry for lying to you. I just..." I tried to explain but he continued to shush me, repeating over and over again "It's okay, I know."
