Lost

Zara's POV

"No grandma, you have to come with me too. I will not leave you here" I held on to her but she only smiled sadly as she pushed me through the barricade.

"I cannot go with you dear. You have so much to fight for and my time is over. I belong here now" I shook my head crying. I tried reaching out to her again but an invisible wall blocked my movements

"No...no grandma don't do this to me. Please," I allowed my tears flow as I looked into her eyes that were just like mine. She was right in front of me yet it felt like we were so far apart. I was losing her, I could tell.

"They need you. You must go back, and always remember that I love you." Her eyes softened. No, I cannot accept this. She pushed me through when it should have been her. 

"I may not be with you but am always around you"

Those were the last words I heard before everything began to swirl and something unseen sucked me in.

"Grandma..."

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After much struggling with myself I finally lifted my eye lids though my actions were super slow. I could not feel any part of me and I can swear it felt like ten angry elephants used my body as a foot match making me feel so sore. The room had bright lights and my eyes closed involuntarily at the sudden contact with light. After adjusting to the brightness I realized that above me was a white ceiling and the weird smell of antiseptic filled the air surrounding me. Where the hell I'm I?

"DOCTOR!" A loud voice rang out. “My daughter, my daughter is finally awake! Oh God thank you"

I could deduce that the voice belonged to my mother. I wanted to turn towards the source of her voice but my body wouldn't move at my command. My body wasn't moving and it was just too frustrating. I tried calling out to her but I only produced low muffled sounds which was painful because my throat felt as dry as a desert. I could not understand what exactly was happening anymore.

Soon the doctors walked in and my mom, dad, brother and sister were above me looking at me with wide eyes. Everyone looked identifiable but weirdly older especially my younger siblings. My brother Emelie looked more defined facially and more mature and my younger sister Kaima still looked the same but I could tell she grew taller. WAIT are those boobs on her? When did that happen? Why am I even noticing this? Someone has a lot of explaining to do. My gaze shifted to my dad, a man who was once so full of youth though he had three kids now looked down at me with his happy but tired grey eyes. His once pitch black silky hair now had very few strands of grey attached to them. I was surprised but no one had to tell me how emotionless my face was because I could not feel any change whatsoever.

The doctor examined me and when she was done she told my family that I was stable but needed to give my body time to become more responsive. She smiled briefly at me before asking my parents to meet her in her office. My siblings looked at me liked they haven't seen me for centuries but I brushed of the feeling.

"Zara can you hear us?" that was my brother Emelie speaking. Even his voice was deeper, his shoulders were broadened and he looked more like dad, with all those defined features. It was really weird. How can a cute nine year old change so much? I mean, puberty doesn't occur within a day, right? But I began to rethink. Everyone looked different, as if they aged. What happened? Time travel is not real and changes like these don't occur within a day or two not even weeks but probably months or, I dreaded to think, years.

I became scared and could feel my eyes widened slightly at the realization. My brother's grey orbs shimmered with delight as he looked down at me with a smile on his face. He probably thought that I had reacted to his question. But only I knew better than that.

I ignored the pain in my head and continued thinking. Why would I be here in a hospital? I couldn't recall anything and my memories were all messed up and blurry. Was I sick or something? Was I involved in an accident? I tried my very best to recall but at the end I got no memories and this time the angry elephants decided to have a race on my head, it hurt so bad. I hissed at the pain and the moment I opened my mouth I noticed how dry it actually was and I felt like I would choke to death if I didn't have some water. Somehow my sister noticed and gave me a glass of water.

It felt so good and the water soothed my dry throat and it actually calmed my nerves. I could feel my fingers at least and that was a relief. My sister smiled brightly at me as I continued drinking the water. They seemed really happy and quite sad at the same time, the exact same look my parents had. They continued saying things to me expecting a reaction but although I felt a bit more relaxed, I still couldn't move.

I was trapped in my own body. I felt like a prisoner in my own self. Was that even possible? I couldn't recall anything apart from the fact that these people looking down at me were my very own older looking family members. I wanted to know something, anything but nothing was coming back to me. I was surrounded by people and could feel their warmth but still, I felt lost.