"I'll be here" you said. "I swear I'll never leave" you said. And then, little by little, as my grip on your hand got tighter, you cut it straight off from the wrist, and left, leaving me shattered in more ways than imaginable.
The amarillo-heuvo ball outside my window shines bright in the uncomfortness of my silence the marble floors vibrate the shores which I see through the curtains a sudden drop of water bloops startles my veins into pain the genda flower flows through the assuasive ganga thrumming of bell which ma does do i hear it or not? the rustling of last leaf left on the palash tree falls down in the grief in the morning drizzling the flowers hanging in the backyard are singing the melody the sky tinted with sanguine i see the buzzing bee's dancing on thier knees i feel the sounds in my every dream the flickering larten soon closes it's eyes hush! Can you hear me? ~aditi
-------------------------------------------------- "Time to change your diapers." --------------------------------------------------
I ran. I ran without even looking back. Could have taken the elevator, but the fear led me towards the stairs. I was skipping steps to move as fast as possible until I heard a baby cry. I took a few more steps down slowly and noticed a 2-month-old baby lying in the corner crying. As a nurse, my first reaction was to lift the baby and check if it was doing okay.
"Omg! Who even left you here, darling? Ssshh bbaabbyy, let's take you to the pediatric care."
As I lifted the baby and tried to pacify it, I noticed its eyes shot wide open and kept staring at the stairs. I turned back and there he was, the person whom I was running from, Arnold.
"Oh no!!" I remember screaming before he rushed towards and hit me with a surgical tray. -----------------
"Wake up!! Wake up! Lisa, wake up!" senior nurse Becca tried shaking me a couple of times. I could only hear her muffled voice, but I had no strength to even open my eyes. Next thing I know, I'm a patient at the same hospital I worked for.
"Ahhh, ouch, this hurts..." I groaned as I regained my consciousness slowly. I turned towards the window, it was getting dark.
Wait, I guess I slept the entire day.
"Lisa, sleep, don't move. You ok, honey? I have a couple of questions to ask you, but I don't think it's the right time to ask."
"Becca? What happened to the baby? The little baby?"
"Lisa? What happened to you? What baby? Why were you on the south exit staircase in the middle of the night? The housekeeping staff found you this morning, unconscious next to a fire extinguisher. Your clothes were stained with sweat."
"I don't remember exactly, but I know for a fact that I had gone to the 5th floor to get a new set of O.P.D forms from the storage as we had ran out of it."
"I heard a voice, more like a noise, a hissing type. It was coming from the elevator maintenance room, I avoided it, I was alone and was scared, didn't want to risk. I remember walking away from it and then the door slowly opened behind me. I turned back, but there was nothing, so I proceeded to walk, the door opened slightly again."
"The wind, maybe?" Becca suggested.
"No, I thought the same at first. But then after a while, I saw a shadow on the wall, someone behind me. I turned back immediately and I saw a man in his nursing gown, 'Arnold T.' was printed on it. He was drooling, hair was messy, he was groaning."
"Excuse me, Uhmm Becca? We need to take Lisa for tests now." Nurse Martha entered the room and requested Becca.
They injected me with a sedative and took me for various tests. On the way, I dozed off. -----------------
I heard the baby's sound again, I woke up. I woke up in my room. My room was dark except for that tiny yellow bed lamp at the corner of the room.
No Becca, no Martha this time. I started feeling cold, I began shivering.
I heard the voice again. I leaned from my cot slowly and looked at the floor, there it was. It was on its knees, head positioned towards my bed, staring underneath it. A few seconds later, it started crawling. Moving swiftly, making immediate turns like a remote-controlled car.
As I was observing it, it stopped, turned towards me and started laughing, more like giggling. Slowly I felt a hand rising from underneath my cot trying to grab my mattress.
Long dark yellow nails filled with dirt and some cracks. I was shivering to death, I tried to move my body away from the hand and then suddenly it stood up, it was Arnold again!
"HEEELLLLPPP!!! AAAAHHHH!!" I screamed! I was in tears, the baby continued laughing.
Becca and Martha came in running, two other nurses switched on the lights and surrounded me while Becca tried to console me and Martha hugging me tightly.
"Lisa, Lisa, Lisa!! It's okay! It's okay! What happened? Drink some water.."
"The baby! It was laughing, it was giggling, it was crawling all over the floor. Arnold was here, he was hiding under my cot, he stood up! He tried to hold me...Beccaaaaa save me pleaseee..." I started sobbing on Martha's shoulders.
"Lisa, it's ok, calm down, I guess you've been stressed a lot, maybe it's the meds."
"Noo what if he comes again? He will! The baby will..."
"Honey, no one will, we will be there, ok?"
"Wait, Arnold was here? The baby was here? Did you see them?" Martha interrupted, I guess she had no clue about what I had witnessed the previous night.
"Yes, 'Arnold T.' was the name on his gown and a baby in a diaper..." I explained the whole story to her.
"Oh god, No! I remember, Arnold threw his daughter out of the hospital window before jumping out of it cause he was disappointed that his wife had given birth to a girl again, for the 3rd time."
"What? When did this happen?" I questioned.
"Around 8 years ago.... I was a Junior then." Martha exhaled.