Snippet #1660721

Stella's eyes widened, the bus seemed to come out of no where, and the driver wasn't paying attention. She didn't have time to get out of the way, and to make matters worse, she had tripped over her shoelace, and was now face first in the middle of the road. She looked up just in time to see the bus inches away, she tried to scream but it was drowned out by the horn....

Stella woke up in a room so white that it burned her eyes. She felt absolutely broken, every inch of her body screamed out in pain. She looked down at the wrap around her ribs and the cast on her right leg, and a wrap on her left knee. There was another cast going from her hand to her shoulder on her left arm and one on her right wrist. She had an intense headache and there was and IV coming out of her arm. She sighed and lay her aching head back down on the pillow, "so it wasn't a dream." She muttered, but it hurt to talk.

"You're awake!" The voice of a boy that she hadn't noticed was there before came from beside her. Stella turned her head to see her cousin, Matt, sitting next to her. He smiled at her, "the doctors didn't think you were ever going to come out of that coma. They didn't think that you were going to live either, but obviously they were wrong."

"How long was I out?" She asked, looking at him, her eyes hurt, too, but she wasn't going to close them until she got answers.

He looked away. And she knew he was thinking of a good way to put it, and then sighed, still not looking at her, he said, "a few weeks."

Stella almost choked on her own saliva, "a few weeks?!" He nodded, looking grim.

"Like I said, the doctors didn't think you were going to ever wake up. They were surprised you were even alive when they got to you the day you were hit. You're a miracle, Stella." He looked at her and grinned, "I knew you were going to make it, though, you're too stubborn to die!"

Stella laughed, but it sounded more like she was choking. A little bit later, Matt left the room, and all was silent until...

"It's not possible that the girl could've survived an impact with that bus!" She heard the voice of a doctor outside her room. He sounded flustered, as if he heard that Stella was alive, but didn't believe one word of it, "there's something going on, I know it."