WEEEEEEEEE!!!! Again.. Again! (Las)
Posted: 29 Jan 2019, 21:02
In the hospital, where she signed herself back in, she lay in the bed wide awake humming to herself. The humming turned into full bore singing. After 10 minutes her roomate grumbled, “SHUT UP NEVA!” The girl curled her pillow around her head rolling over with a growl.
“Sorry Willamina!” She giggled making butterflies in the shadows on the wall.
“Oh hell my name is not Willamina!” The woman hit her bed several times picturing Nevaeh’s face. She really needed to request a new roommate the next day. This woman drove her crazier than she thought she was. Living with Nevaeh had made her feel down right sane again. If she was given another rock from the woman she was going to smash it into her head. This woman’s sunshine was causing her anger issues.
“Right! Right… that was the old roommate. You are Jacqueline, right?” She was creating a shadow story on the wall. “Look there is a mean old dog trying to eat the butterflies. They need saving, you wanna come save them, Amanda?”
“UGGGGHHHHH, my name is Karen! KAREN!” She shouted at Nevaeh.
“Quiet.” The nurse said from the door. “People are trying to sleep and you two are keeping them awake.”
“Sorries nursy, I will shhhhh. We will be quiets” She said with a giggle.
Karen’s mouth dropped open, she looked in disbelief from Nevaeh to the nurse and back. Finally she growled loudly and covered her head with the pillow mumbling incoherently.
Nevaeh was getting restless. The shadow puppets were getting boring. She needed to get out of there. On the bed she jumped and slid over the ceiling tile. After putting it back in place she used the pipes above to climb to the vent. With her hands and shoes against the metal, she spidered her way up to the top and climbed out the large pipe onto the roof.
She walked to the edge and looked over, “Ohhhhh that looks pretty far.” But her hands felt the line of the edge. It was firm and sturdy. Climbing up she didn’t mind the snow and ice on it. In her mind, she could see an audience there where the night sky was, she began to flip over and cartwheel on the edge of the building. It was a whole gymnastic routine flipping and spinning on what she seen as a balance beam. At the end she threw her arms in the air and listen to the crowds all from her own mind, cheer for her.
“Bravo to me! Bravo me! On core! On core!” To which she did another routine, and another. After every routine she called for more, from herself. It was nice being outside and getting fresh air instead of the stale air in the hospital.
“Sorry Willamina!” She giggled making butterflies in the shadows on the wall.
“Oh hell my name is not Willamina!” The woman hit her bed several times picturing Nevaeh’s face. She really needed to request a new roommate the next day. This woman drove her crazier than she thought she was. Living with Nevaeh had made her feel down right sane again. If she was given another rock from the woman she was going to smash it into her head. This woman’s sunshine was causing her anger issues.
“Right! Right… that was the old roommate. You are Jacqueline, right?” She was creating a shadow story on the wall. “Look there is a mean old dog trying to eat the butterflies. They need saving, you wanna come save them, Amanda?”
“UGGGGHHHHH, my name is Karen! KAREN!” She shouted at Nevaeh.
“Quiet.” The nurse said from the door. “People are trying to sleep and you two are keeping them awake.”
“Sorries nursy, I will shhhhh. We will be quiets” She said with a giggle.
Karen’s mouth dropped open, she looked in disbelief from Nevaeh to the nurse and back. Finally she growled loudly and covered her head with the pillow mumbling incoherently.
Nevaeh was getting restless. The shadow puppets were getting boring. She needed to get out of there. On the bed she jumped and slid over the ceiling tile. After putting it back in place she used the pipes above to climb to the vent. With her hands and shoes against the metal, she spidered her way up to the top and climbed out the large pipe onto the roof.
She walked to the edge and looked over, “Ohhhhh that looks pretty far.” But her hands felt the line of the edge. It was firm and sturdy. Climbing up she didn’t mind the snow and ice on it. In her mind, she could see an audience there where the night sky was, she began to flip over and cartwheel on the edge of the building. It was a whole gymnastic routine flipping and spinning on what she seen as a balance beam. At the end she threw her arms in the air and listen to the crowds all from her own mind, cheer for her.
“Bravo to me! Bravo me! On core! On core!” To which she did another routine, and another. After every routine she called for more, from herself. It was nice being outside and getting fresh air instead of the stale air in the hospital.