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WHEN I GOT STABBED

The blade went through my flesh like a knife through melting butter.
Thoughts ran through my head as I bled out, like no more will I see my mother
Anger and rage streamed through my veins so I didnt feel the pain.
Im on my way to my car and get into the passenger seat.
My girlfriend Sareina runs to the other side, I hear the thud of her feet.
Getting into my car was quite a task, it was lower and 
close to the ground.
Time seems to freeze as my are starts to throb and my head 
begins to pound.
I hear the car turn over and roars to life, as I sit there and 
mine drains out.
As were driving I look around me and see the crimson splatters 
I hear my mom on the phone asking my big brother Rikki 
whats the matter. 
He hears the trembling in her voice and doesnt know what to say .
He said mom Evin got stabbed but dont worry he'll be okay. 
Sareina swerves through traffic trying not to crash.
I lift my blood soaked shirt and remove it from the gash, 
She sees the slice in my wrist, panice and begins to scream. 
At the time it didnt seem real, like a fable or some bad dream. 
She pushes the pedal to the floor, the engine gets louder and louder. 
Already in motion the car lunges forward releasing all its power, 
My fingers go numb and my hand beging to follow. 
Sitting there in a pool of blood its getting harder to swallow 
we make it to the hospital, skidding in front of the door. 
I open my attempt to get out, but almost fall to the floor.
Rikki and Sareina help me as I stumble into the lobby. 
My blood soaked cloths send velvet liquid dripping down my body.
As I stand there among the rukus and comotion,
My mind seems to fade away no worries or emotions.
I woke up in the back on a table I hear singing, 
A womans soft angelic voice this cant be real I must be dreaming 
Extreme amounts of pain let me know that this is real
the singing nurse says welcome back with a smile like it was no big deal. 
We cant get the bleeding to stop so we had to give you more 
I hear sobbing so I turn my head and try to focus on the door, 
the crying was coming from my mom who was sitting by my side. 
The doctors tell her that theres a problem and were going for a ride,
we dont have surgeons here to help you. 
Sounding hopelss and exhausted she sighed, we've done all we can do. 
We're sending you to Portland, they'll make you good as new.
Falling in and out of consciousness, we reach our destination. 
On the verge of giving up hearing family say stay strong, gives me motivation. 
Getting rushed off the ambulance and seeing my loved ones tears
made me feel more strength, but striked some sudden fear. 
Like will I make is through the day to see them smile again,
Or is this my time to go will this be my end.
Later I awoke to see everyones relieved and anxious smile, 
I asked how long I've been out it seemed like quite a while. 
My mom said you've been under for a couple days, 
you've had two surgeries but dont worry both of them went okay. 
I closed my eyes and smiled to myself I'm thankful the angles heard me pray.  


						By Evin cruz
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