Silencing
Anna
Voices surround Anna as she
lies on her hospital bed, but she cannot answer them. Her voice has been taken,
along with her mobility and her sight. She can hear the nurses chattering and
her family that come to visit. Her mum cries a lot and her dad struggles to
deal with what he sees. Life used to be good for Anna, but life can change in a
heartbeat, as she knows so well.
And then there are the people
we think we know. When the smile hides the anger. When the beauty hides the
beast.
Only Anna knows the truth, but
Anna cannot speak.
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THE POISON SPREADS
My body is weak. At the
moment I am ravaged with infection. My blood is filled with bacteria; its
poison is reaching every part of my body. My temperature soars and I feel
dreadful. Every thump of my poor bruised heart is painful, it beats
quickly, twice as fast as it is supposed to, and every surge of my poisoned
blood causes me the most tremendous pain in my head. It feels as though
someone with a sledgehammer is beating me on the skull with every heartbeat. If
I could, I would cry out with pain. My skin feels tender and bruised; my
entire body aches as though I have the worst dose of the flu imaginable. It’s
really difficult to remain determined in these circumstances. I am trying
hard, mustering up every positive thought that I can, but the pain itself is
draining me and knowing that my body is filled with poison is so disheartening.
The doctors are pumping me full of antibiotics, and I overhear mum telling Eve
that one of the medicines that I am on could leave me disabled. I can’t
understand how I have become so ill, I only fell and banged my head. Why do
things keep going from bad to worse? What if I die? If I die, James will
be charged with murder or manslaughter. I can’t bear that thought. I have
to get better; I have to.
This poison in my blood, the
way it is travelling to every part of my body reminds of the poison that James
filled me with. The vile toxic abuse would spout from his mouth, and fill
my being, spreading to every part of my life.
Some of it was so subtle that I am only just
beginning to see it for what it was now that I am stuck here, forcibly reliving
every experience. If I were enthusiastic about something I had done, some
achievement or accomplishment, James would find a way of removing the sheen,
curtailing my happiness, or just out and out pissing on my fire. And if
anything that I was doing were likely to infringe on my time with him, then
James would give me a really hard time until eventually, I stopped having the
energy to attempt to live a life that involved any activities without him
About the author:
This is Sadie’s
first novel. She has three children and and a rabbit. She works in healthcare.
When she’s not writing or working most of her life seems to involve picking up
toys and finding things she’d forgotten she has.
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