Fifteen: Rayne

A ray of sunlight penetrated the glass window, making its way through the curtains, straight to my face causing me to squeeze my eyes gently then slowly open them, only to find myself in a white room. Again, I was hospitalized. I was fed up with being hospitalized. I carefully reached for the mask on my face and removed it, trying to see if I could breathe on my own or not. Luckily, I could breathe; however, I found a bit of difficulty, as if I was wearing a tight bra that made me feel like there was a stone on my chest. I slowly returned the mask on my face, so I could normally breathe.