Our Sky

Something is happening, it's like waking up from some kind of dream, but not being able to really wake up. I'm starting to hear things around me and I realize I'm waking up. But the strange part is that I don't see anything around, I try to open my eyes, I force myself to open them but nothing happens. I become agitated and try to move, but I remain motionless. Fear and uneasiness grow in me, as if signaled by an annoying beep from somewhere near me. I have no idea what that noise is because I can't move my head or open my eyes.

What happens? Is it a dream and I'm going to really wake up?

Suddenly there is the sound of a door opening and footsteps. I can't really tell how many people there are, but I know there's more than one:

-What happens?

-He suddenly had a very fast pulse. Take a look at the heartbeat chart!

Quiet, then a few steps and quiet again:

-Do you think he wakes up?

-I do not know!

The steps get closer and I hear something rustling:

-His eyes still don't focus and he doesn't have any reflex.

Am I talking about myself? Can't my eyes focus? That's because I can't open my eyes! What happened to me? Where am I? I want to scream! I want answers!

Who are these strangers and what is that annoying beep?

Why can't I open my eyes?

-It's probably just a false alarm. Look, he's starting to get back to the normal rules he had in the last month!

Last month! Have I been like this for a whole month? But how ... What happened? I try to concentrate all my senses and my whole body to see if I can smell or feel anything. But my body seems completely inert and the only sense I seem to be able to use is hearing.

Suddenly I fall asleep. A feeling of sleep that makes you feel like you're falling asleep at any moment no matter where you are. And even though I don't want to sleep, I want answers, I can't resist the sensation.

Adorm. In the house there is a kind of very strange peace, unusual for our family. But everyone seems agitated. We just got out of my mother's bedroom after she talked to all of us and we all went to her room. Jason sits on the edge of the bed and Jaxon looks out the window. Suddenly there is a sound of broken glass, we all look at each other and go out into the hallway. Thomas, Colton and Tyler also appear from their rooms.

The door to my mother's bedroom is ajar. We stand still and it's so quiet that we can hear the voices of my mother and father. Daddy says something, and his voice trembles, Mommy whispers something back. There are a few moments of silence and Tyler whispers to us:

-Each in his room!

"But I want to ..." Thomas begins, but Tyler silences him with one glance.

Dad's voice is heard from the bedroom, desperate whispers. Tyler takes our hand. I don't want to leave here, I want to go in and see what's going on, why does Daddy look so upset?

But I can't because my father's cry can be heard inside, and that's when Tyler lifts me up and pulls us all to the bedroom.

He closes the door and Dad's crying is gone. My brothers are all standing without being able to sit down. I look from one to the other and see something on their faces ... I look at Tyler, who is still holding me:

-What's going on? Why are you crying, Daddy?

Tyler looks at me and I see that he is struggling to smile, but his eyes shine:

-Nothing. Everything will be all right. I'll take care of you, okay?

Tyler looked around at Colton, Thomas, Jaxon, and Jason.

-I'll take care of you all.

He says it in an even voice.

He says it as a promise ... he promises it to him ... and he promises it to us. I hear the same constant and annoying beep, I don't understand what it's coming from and when I want to open my eyes to see, I can't. I can't open my eyes, I can't move my body ... to be in a dream? A dream from which you dreamed that you woke up but in fact you still dream. Well, at least I didn't go down without explaining myself first. From what do you hear it?

A new noise ... seems to be an open door. It opens and closes. I listen carefully ... there are footsteps, light footsteps ... to be at home in my bed, dreaming? And the one who came into the room to be one of my brothers?

I try to move but I can't.

The footsteps can be heard closer, something rustling next to me as if someone were taking the blanket off me. But why don't I feel anything? And why can't I move?

I want to talk, I want to shout ... but I can't ...

-Your wounds look a little better.

Although my voice is weak and low, I somehow feel as if the noise is breaking my eardrums.

-The bruises are for healing and the minor cuts heal.

Bruises? Minor injuries? I? Where? Where am I? Who is speaking? Who is this person ... this woman talking to me about the wounds on my body. Suddenly I want so badly to be able to open my eyes and move that I almost feel like crying ... and I would cry if I could move.

There are rustles again and I don't know what's going on:

-I'll be back tomorrow ... take a short break, and add even slower ... maybe by then you'll wake up.

Does the woman know I'm sleeping? Does she know I hear her? Where am I?

Did I end up in a kind of experiment like in the SF movies? Is the government experimenting on me? I think as if I were telling this thing to Jaxon how he would roll his eyes and laugh at me telling me I was watching too many movies.

Jaxon .... where is Jaxon? I'm not in my room, I guess ... because otherwise that woman wouldn't have had anything to look for there.

Then where are they? Where the hell am I?

Before I can try to move or open my eyes ... I feel drowsy and my mind is blurred ... I fall asleep.There is noise in the house while we all get dressed in the hallway. Mom splits between us all trying to put on our clothes, hats and slippers. Tyler and Colton already know how to dress themselves, without anyone's help. I want to do that too, but I never manage to finish my jacket ... or tie my laces, so Tyler or my mom always helps me. Suddenly there is a scream and we see Jaxon start to cry:

-What happened? My mother asks, looking at him.

Colton, who is next to him,

blushes.

Jaxon still cries holding his chin. Mom gives up trying to get dressed and lifts Jaxon into her arms. This is what I adore about my mother, because it doesn't always matter if you have a problem, leave everything for later so that she can help you:

-Let mommy see what happened to you!

He gently removes Jaxon's hand and inspects his skin, when he sees that there is nothing more than that he has felt a sting, he smiles:

-You have not suffered anything, darling!

-But ... it ... hurts! Jaxon sighs

. Mom looks at him gently. "

Do you want me to give you a kiss to get over the pain?"

Jaxon nods and Mommy leans over to kiss him. Mom's kisses are enchanted, always if something hurts and mom kisses you, the pain passes.

Daddy walks in the door so I run to him. He lifts me in his arms and starts spinning me. I laugh out loud when I feel the floating sensation ... Daddy laughs too and after my mother's smile, Daddy's is my favorite:

-Are you ready to leave? Daddy asks us all.

My brothers nod and Mommy smiles. We leave the house and walk together to Mrs. Larson's confectionery, where Mommy lets us each choose what cake we want from the full display case.

I really like Mrs. Larson, she always gives us packaged cakes and snacks cookies when mommy isn't careful.

After we take our cakes, we all sit down at the table and exchange with each other to taste as many dishes as possible. They are all tasty. Daddy gives Mommy a taste of his cake and by mistake, the piece falls on her pants. Daddy starts laughing and Mommy does something unexpected ... he takes a piece of cake and spreads it on his face. We start giggling and laughing. Daddy laughs and he leans over to mommy and rubs his face against her. Mommy shouts but laughs.

We all laugh.

Jaxon puts his hand under my table, so we join our fingers at this perfect time in our four-year-old lives.I dreamed of my family, I dreamed of my mother, and I dreamed of my brothers. But not as big as they are now, not as they are now, and as they were many years ago:

"Unfortunately, Mr. Maxfild, there has been no change in her condition for two months!"

The new, unfamiliar voice of a woman invades my hearing and makes me think of too many things at once. Did he say anything about Mr. Maxfild ... is he talking about my father? I want to see him, I want to open my eyes so hard:

-Okay, residents, it's time to move on to the next visit!

That's definitely not Dad's voice, no, it's Colton's voice. Is here! My older brother who always knows how to solve everything is here! Colton is here!

But where is this here? I listen to what's around me because that's all I can do. It's the only sense I can use right now. That beep ... residents ... Colton ... my mind suddenly clicks and I understand what's going on and where I am. I'm in the hospital! I'm in a hospital bed ... as that residence said ... I've been here for two months!

Two months ... but the question is how did I get here?

There is a sigh and I remember that I am not alone here:

-We always tell the family of patients who are in a coma to talk to the patient because he may hear them.

Coma?

-I always tell this to my patients ...

I hear footsteps and his voice is closer:

-... but now that I have to apply this thing, it just seems ... meaningless to me.

Not!

Not! Not! Not! It doesn't make sense for me to scream! Talk to me, Colton! Talk to me as much as you want because I will listen to you! I will listen to every word and absorb it in my mind and keep it there forever because it is the only thing I can do!

To listen! To listen and of course ... to sleep. It's Friday night, Mommy made popcorn and I picked a movie. Now we all sit in the living room and watch the movie. Thomas gets up to go to the kitchen, not a moment later we hear his footsteps running to the living room and shouting:

-Snow!

We all raise our heads and look at him smiling broadly and full of joy:

-Snow!

Jaxon, Colton and Jason run to the window and pull the curtain aside to look outside:

-He's right, it's snowing!

-It's the first snow!

We all stand up because we know what that means. Mommy is already upstairs too:

-Quick, dressing!

We run down the hall and hurry to pull our jackets and boots over our pajamas. Mommy and Daddy get dressed just as fast and hand on the doorknob, Daddy asks:

-Ready?

We all agree and he opens the door. We rushed her outside and threw ourselves on the snow layer that had already settled. Mom and Dad throw themselves and we start making angels in the snow. The pajamas get wet quickly and I feel the cold on my skin, but I don't care, none of us care, because this is our moment. This is the first snow and the first snow belongs to us, the Maxfild family.

That's how it was and always will be.

Mom loves the first snow. She's been looking forward to it every year since she was little like me. He probably thought he'd have a lot more from now on ... I don't think he ever thought it was going to be ... the last one. I started to understand some things, for example I understood the following:

1. I am in a coma

2. I can't move, talk or whatever my body involves

3. I can hear everything around me, but I can't I answer and ...

4. I'm in a coma

I know number one and number four are the same thing, but I still have to get used to it. In my condition, asleep, but not really able to hear but unable to speak, I could go crazy very easily, but I decided to stay calm, as my mother taught me. To analyze the situation, to see if it is as bad as it seems and then if it is, to try to find something good in it, because as my mother always said, in every evil there is always a good.

So I sat down and analyzed. I can't move, that's bad, I can't talk, that's bad, I can't open my eyes, that's bad, because I can't stand the darkness anymore, I started trying to imagine my colors. I imagine the hospital room I'm in, I imagine everything. And then I listen, that's good, at least I can hear it. Whenever I'm awake, I listen, sometimes it's quiet, no one enters my room, but other times, it's people, sometimes nurses, who work quietly, change me, give me dry balm lips, or that's what they say I do because I don't feel anything, I check my vital signs and I take notes. Colton comes by every day, but I often miss him because I sleep, I don't know what wakes me up, what makes this part of my brain work, but when I sleep, I always dream, and it's not like a normal sleep, I don't sleep 7 or 8 And then I'm awake for a whole day. I always sleep and I'm only awake for a few minutes or maybe hours, but no more, sometimes days go by and I don't wake up at all, so I'm still trying to figure out what's going on. I don't know if anyone can explain this, but I'd like to know more, I'd like to know what's going on with me.

Why am I being held captive here? Captive in my own body?

And how do I escape?

Will I ever open my eyes again or will I stay that way, in the dark forever?