Chapter two
Lights.
Camera.Action.
Jk.
Wait why am I joking again?
' because you are so immature you crack horrible jokes even after being hit by a car. '
Nice to know you're awake.
As I was saying.
Lights.
Beeping machine.
People in white clothes and blue masks.
Bloody instruments.
Stringy thi- wait WHAT!
Bloody instruments.
Blood.
I'm not squeamish I just don't want that to be my blood.
' you just got hit by a car and you expect to not be bleeding?'
I groaned. Why am I so annoying?
"She's awake!"
"Somebody get some anesthetic she's feeling the pain!"
Oh no doc, I didn't groan because of the the thousand knives stabbing my side, that's bearable.
If it had been Legos...... I mean stuff hurts! How is it for children? Why is it even legal?
As I was saying doctor who is currently touching my insides, I groaned because of my annoying self.
Oh. Needle? No we don't need that.
" She's moving! Hurry Bob, sedate her!"
Sedative? Wha-
Blackness. The out of the dark coloration. For those of you who don't speak Starfire, I blacked out.
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Ugh.
What is it with these lights?
' it's a hospital dummy '
Oh yay. You.
' I am like literally you. if you're awake, I'm awake.'
I realized that.
"SANNA! OH MY BABY! SHE'S AWAKE REID! DUMBASS! WAKE UP!"
I'm guessing that's my mom.
"I'm not a baby mom" I groaned.
"Excuse me child? Getting hit by a car does not give you an excuse to give me attitude. Reid! You're drooling! Get up! Your child is awake!" my mom said/shouted. I dunno, she used multiple expressions.
She grabbed my face and looked into my eyes. " You are such a dumb potato. You got yourself hit by a car! " She paused. " Wait a minute. You didn't look did you. You just walked in a straight line with your eyes closed."
Telepath much?
" Um, Mom, that was way too accurate. How did you know?" I asked.
She smiled. " Mothers just know Sanna. Jk. I actually did the same thing once. When I was like, twenty. "
I stared at her in shock. MY mother did something that dumb? At age twenty? Nononono. I must still be unconscious.
She laughed. "Don't look so surprised Sanlie, we all know you got your crazies from muah."
Well, now that I think about it, that actually makes sense. All the times she's been cooking, then someone knocks on the door and she runs over with the knife in her hand, should have rung a bell. Not to mention the fact that she is one of the persons who wave their hands when they talk. If you were a door-to-door salesperson and you saw a lady talking rapidly waving a knife at you, wouldn't you think she's crazy?
Don't even get me started on the times she has PURPOSELY rammed our car into random places, like walls, trees, mailboxes, stoplights,people....
Okay. I should've known.
' that's the understatement of the year'
Look I don't need your sarcasm right now. Mom and I are trying to wake up Dad.
"Dad! Dad! Wake up! It's me, Sanna! I'm awake! " I shouted.
No response.
" Reid! Reid darling! The house is on fire!"My mother tried.
No response.
"Dad! Dad!" I shouted frantically.
Wait.... I know.....
"Dad! Dad! Look! There's a Leprechaun riding a unicorn!"
He immediately shot up out of the chair and looked around.
" I'm pretty sure that's an alicorn honey." He said excitedly.Wait, wut?
" Hold on a minute... I've been conned. You just said that to wake me up! Filly, wake me up when Sanna wakes up." My dad said.
.....uummmm......
Snore!
"Jeez honey, you're drooling again. Gosh, that's alotta spit. Um Sanna, pass me a napkin from my purse. Oh wait, you can't. Ugh, why did I get married to a baby."
Okaaay, so I am going to ignore the fact that my father is going waterfall on the hospital chair and my mother is trying to clean it up with a peice of paper.
LalaLand time. Daydream, here we come!
' you are so immature '
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I am currently a mermaid swimming in the sea. A dolphin swimming alongside me. My tail is glows in the sunlight, but my oyster watch tells me it will soon be nigh-
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Hey! Who pulled me from my wonderous daydream? I had a beautiful blue and purple tail, and my side didn't hurt so much.
PLUS I was rhyming! I was a poet, and I DID knowet."Sanna! The doctor is here! He's gonna tell us the damage!" My mom whispered in my ear.
Hey how you doing little mama lemme whisper in your ear, tell you something that you might like to hear, got a se-
"Sanna!" My mom furiously whisper-shouted. " Stop daydreaming!"
Woah, crazy telepathy.
The doctor cleared his throat. "Sanna has two cracked ribs on her left side, another was protruding and she got stitches. Her whole left side from her armpit to her waist will be sore for about a week, and after that I recommend she stay off her feet for two weeks."
The only thing I got from that was. NO SCHOOL FOR THREE WEEKS BABY!
I should have gotten hit by a car last week when we had group projects.
Shiver.
The doctor left after prescribing some medicine to ease the pain if it got too bad then he left. My mom turned to me.
"Two cracked ribs and one sticking out, PLUS stitches!" Mom exclaimed. " You are a dumb, DUMB potato. But you are my dumb potato. I have to be responsible for you since I gave you my Very Illegal Potato DNA. Ugh! Responsibility!"
Yup, that's my mom. And me and my aunt and my other aunt and my uncle and my cousin and my other cousin and my second cousin thrice removed(whatever that means) and my grandma and my grandaunt and my great grandma.
Yeah, most of the females (and one male) on my mother's side have the crazies too.
I just love my family.
A/N:
If you haven't caught on, what Sanna's mom said about Very Illegal Potato DNA is the title of the book. That's right, it doesn't mean 'very important person' , the title of the book says, " The Very Illegal Potato Memist"
Just a video of memes to get you wheezing.
Somebodye, the nobodye is out.

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