“Spencer!  Wake up!”  I tilt my head trying to examine her face, to figure out what is happening.  “WAKE UP!!”

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            I am blinded by a 7,000 watt bulb blazing above my head.  I shut my eyes tightly and I can tell that the light is removed.  I dare to open them again, this time illumination of the room is somewhat tolerable.

            “Spencer.”  I look to my right and see Ashley standing next to me holding my hand.

            “Ashley?”  I break my stare away from her and I look around trying to figure out where I was.

            “We’re at the hospital Spence.  You passed out after I hit you.”

            “You hit me?  Why did you hit me?”

            “You ran out in front of my car!  I couldn’t stop!”  She is becoming very defensive.

            “You hit me with your car!”  Wow I’m glad I don’t remember that.  I bring my free hand to my face to hold my head.  Much to my surprise, it is wrapped in thick white gauze leaving only my fingers exposed.  I attempt to focus on my hand while it is close to my face, but I can’t.  I hold it almost as far away as my arm allows before the image is clear. 

            “You cut your hand on a piece of glass when you hit the ground.”  She had answered my question before I was able to ask.  “You needed ten stitches in your hand and twelve on the back of you neck.”  I instinctively reach for my neck to feel them, but she gently grabs my hand before it reaches its destination.  “Don’t touch them yet, they need to heal.  The doctor also said you have a pretty bad concussion.  So that may be why you feel confused and unable to recall what happened.”  I don’t know what they have me on, but I definitely want some to go.  From what she is telling me I am pretty messed up and I don’t feel a thing right now.  I look at her; wow, even panic stricken and worried she still looks beautiful.  I look down and notice there is blood on her shirt.