I soon woke up in a room. Bright lights shone everywhere, and I immediately closed my eyes because of their brightness. Voices were whispering around me, and I felt a warm hand press against mine. Was I dying? No, death seemed much, more, worse. "Riley?" it was my mom!!! "Are you awake?" I immediately opened my eyes, fighting against the light, only to find my tall, red faced mother who, had streaks of tears marked on her cheeks. "Mom!" I went to sit up, but she pushed me back down pinning me to a white bed. "Don't sit up." she warned me, "Stay down, the doctors are just stitching a few things back up, relax...please." her voice got really hoarse and I started to panic. Shaking I pushed myself onto the bed as I felt reeking pain in my leg. I screamed and grabbed my thigh, but something was in the way...a towel... a blanket, something was keeping me from half of my body. "Riley," my mom pressed her hand against my body as I shook up and down trying to stay calm. A doctor soon came over... and things went black.
"Let's go!" Today was 99 degrees and humid. The population of the Jamie Johnson baseball field...0. At least until we arrived. We unloaded the truck and Jacob set up our lunch. Disty chased me around the park barking and running after rolling baseballs falling out of the truck. We all grabbed our lunches and ate fast, we wanted to fit a good game of baseball into our afternoon schedule. My dad had work and my mom had a meeting so we had only a little bit of time.
"Batter-up!" My dad called from home plate. Jacob slid into 2nd base within seconds. "Could'a had a home run!" my mom shouted from 3rd. The game went by slowly after chasing Disty around after every pitch and bat. Finally, my mom stared at her watch and corralled us over to the truck. I'll meet you guys home at seven, I'll take my Chevy."
"Dad! Slow down!" I bumped around holding Disty in my arms, "Disty going to wet if you don't go lighter on the gas!" My dad swerved around stop signs and grumbled, "I am already 10 minutes late!" Jacob could've cared less with his new smart phone in his hand. "6 minutes from home," he smiled at me, "My GPS navigator says so." I rolled my eyes as my dad grabbed a tie out of his compartment. "DAD!" I screamed, we were in the wrong lane. "Hang on!"
That was all I remember.
The summer had supposedly disappeared to fast. One day I was awake at 7:30 listening to Mrs. Swarnerfield talk about how her dog "Rumple" could sit for 8 straight hours staring at the fan and yet we could sit still or quiet for 10 minutes. Whether or not the fan moved the poor dog, who knows what Mrs. Swarnerfield does to her things. The next day I was sleeping in 'till 2 and eating breakfast in bed with my, at least somewhat normal puppy, Disty. He was the size of New York compared to China... really small but had the bark of a dinosaur. He was a brown lab and my dad loved to take him to the baseball park when he could. Disty liked to track down where my dad had been not by looking for him, but by following the footprints in the baseball diamond. Today was a little different as it started... it really changed my life.
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