Ambulance for Blogophilia 6.7

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On the other side of my eyelids buzzed the yellow glow of emergency lights, but it was not yet time to wake up and have to face the doctors’ questions.

A couple of kids hiking found me after I was attacked by  a four legged grey animal with big teeth and a bushy curled tail. They  called for an ambulance. I didn’t know what was going on and just lay on the ground dazed. It was too dark for them to realize my body’s components  differed significantly from theirs.

My parents warned me not to wander away.  They had visited here before but this was my first trip. While they  had taught me the language and something about the culture  I still did not know what to expect.

But I did wander off.  I left the area my parents were exploring; the wild called to me and I skipped away. Curiosity enticed me. And I got lost.

Gazing at home to the left of Earth’s moon fascinated me. I was rooted to the spot, not paying attention to the life forms around me. Therefore I didn’t see the animal rushing towards me until I realised I was on the ground and hurt.

The ambulance people didn’t examine me carefully, they simply  packed me onto the table and into the vehicle.

But I knew the doctors would notice my differences. I was paralyzed with fear.

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