"Honey, are you ok"?

I could just make out a soft voice and a cool touch of a hand on my sweaty for head.

"w-who, what"?

"Dont threat dear, its me, Mum.... and Dad and little Ben. your in the hospital, you have been for some time now".

"What"!

I quickly sat up alarmed,but an aching throb took over my mind and i slowley had to lower my head again.

"what is going on, why am i here." I started to feel panicked about the previous night, well to me it seemed like the previous night.

"You have been here nearly a week dear. No one knows what happened an elderly woman was walking her dog at about 4ish and came across you sprawled across the, the sidewalk..."

My mother started to sob weakly.

"We have been so worried about you, but we knew you would pull through, you a fighter"!

"Oh, im so sorry, but im alrigh now, see". I smiled weakly, trying to look at least half like my normal self. "So no one knew what happened to me"?

How strange, for the rest of the day i lay there in wounder, trying to figure out how i ended up in this hospital bed. Someone would have seen me, i mean its not that smaller village there is always someone around.

        As the days continued to pass, small snippets of my memory started to come together, like a puzzle i started to see more of the picture, everyday my memory began to become stronger and the memories started to become more vibrant.

One face kept appearing in my mind. It was dark and had a face of evil, sharp pointed teeth appeared from below its thin red lips. What was it? My mind must be messed up, the nurse did say i hit my head pretty hard. But i just cant get that demon like face out of my mind.

       After a few more weeks in hospital i was allowed home, the put down my sudden illness that builds up over stress, lack of food and sleep. But for some reason i dont think it was the case.

"Its good to be home"

"we are glad to have you back sweetie" my Dad said cheerfully.

"You have alot of tv to catch up on, all your favourite programs have been recording for weeks now"

"Well i better get started" I leaped onto the sofa and grabbed the remote selecting "Hollow" from the top of the list.

For the rest of the day i enjoyed all my programs, and relaxing. It is so nice to be back home in a place you can really relax.

But that night though i felt an ach throbbing from a wound in my left arm. As i sat up in bed i carfully unravelled the bandage to find too deep holes and a dark bluish rash faded around it. My heart skipped a beat as the simularity of my wound resembeled a vampire bite. The very next second though a wave of releaf washed over me and i told my self not to be so ridiculouse.

Unfortunatley my reasurrances did not help to blow off what was to come....

For the continuing nights were torture i felt unbariable pain pass through my body. My family would try and help, but nothing would work. My back would arch up in pain as the sensatinon of burninhg alive became stronger.

I was brought back to the hospital but they sent me home with painkillers saying my body had to rebuild its familiarity with my nervouse system, after my previous head injuries. But i could see in the nurses eyes uncertanity and fear.

I took the pain killers every night but they seemed to just dissolved away inside of me and do nothing, i started to train myself to contain my bellowing screams, as i could see the anguish within my family.

Some nights are better than others, of course i am alone, my parents have no idea of the violent pain that is still going on inside of me everynight. I feel i can't confine in anyone, i cant talk to my family as they are just starting to think our family life is going back on track and i havent seen my friends in weeks. I seem to be the only one on this planet that has ever gone through this unberiable pain.

The strange thing is that my days are great, fun and eventfull, appart from my appetite. But as soon as the sun starts to set i feel hot and start to worry about the night to come, whats the matter with me?