NO One

Awoke in a hospital. There was no one there at all. Usually you hear a nurse chatting in the background about a patient they hate or about a horrible story of how someone passed on but.... there was nothing. No crying, no laughter of any kind. The only thing that could be heard was the machines that were hooked up to me. The silence lead me to spiral into questions. Where am I? Am I dead? No, I cant be dead if I'm here. Where is everyone?

I stayed in the hospital for a good hour before I tried to get up. "Ugh!" Aches and Pain all over my body. Was I in an accident? Why do I hurt so much? The question later arose as to why I was even in a hospital and what happened to make me be in here. As I was processing the extreme pain I was in I realized, if no one is here where are my parents? Are they gone? As I slowly got up and made my way outside I noticed that the streets were empty. Not a person or car in site. I could feel the chills run down my spine, I never liked the quietness of a library... why would I like this?

The more time that passed searching for...anything, The more I learned that I wasn't even in the right city. This isn't little Antione. This all looks different, I was looking for a sign to tell me what city I was in and after I while I saw one. "Welcome to the Big Apple"... I was in New York but, how did I get here. This is states away over 2,000 miles to be exact. I don't remember flying over 40 hours to get here but, I was here for whatever reason.

I was going to retrace my steps but, what steps were there to trace. I remember nothing except I was at my moms house in Antione, Washington and now I'm in New York city, New York! Nothing was adding up. I was in pain, in a different city, in a different state, where there is absolutely no one. This feels like a nightmare but, I'm fully awake wishing I wasn't. Maybe this is a terrible trick someone is playing on me. If that's the case its not funny its borderline abuse. The longer I thought about it my sadness and confusion turned into rage. "WHERE ARE THE CAMERAS?!",'THIS ISN'T FUNNY ANYMORE!" I screamed so loud my voice started to hurt. I waited for the everyone to pop out and surprise me...Nothing. Nothing but silence. I was really hoping that it was all just a prank...a joke... but still, nothing. "ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!" I just fell to the ground...breathing heavily.

The fear set back into place. My heart was beating so fast I thought it was gonna come out of my chest and down to my stomach. I found a bench to take a seat on in hope that would help the horrible anxiety attack. Breathing in and out. Why is this all happening to me? The sad part is I wished for this when I was younger, hoped that I was the only person alive. I already felt alone in this world but, I was really hoping that someone would try to talk to me. In this reality I am actually alone...

Actually alone....Wait there is no one. No one to tell me what to do or how to dress. I am finally able to be myself without judgement or having to question morals. My anxiety slowly turned into relief. I started to question why I was so upset in the first place. "Yes, finally I am alone at last. No more sadness or anger just full and utter bliss. I AM FREE!!!