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Shattered: Break It DownSeveral days went by where Arnold didn't return to the hospital. He didn't think he would be able to handle seeing Helga lying helpless in a hospital bed, especially after Phoebe told him on the first day of her admission that she had been intubated for the surgery. The tube had since been removed, but he knew that it was an image that he didn't want burned into his mind.
It was the evening of the fourth day since the accident and Arnold sat at the dinner table with his grandparents. Aimlessly he fiddled with the green peas and corn mix his grandmother had prepared while his grandparents looked on with concern. Finally, Gertie motioned to Phil to help his grandson with whatever conundrum was filling his mind.
"Everything okay, Shortman?" Phil ventured in a calm voice.
Sighing he slumped his shoulders, then went back to fiddling with his food with a melancholy expression as he somberly responded, "Everything's fine, Grandpa."
"This wouldn't have anything to do with your friend with the
A Final FarewellA strong hand shook the young raven haired girl awake from her silk sheeted bed. Slowly she opened her eyes and smiled upon seeing her mother adorned in a brilliantly white silk dress bending down beside her with radiant eyes and a tender grin. "Good evening, my love. We must be going," her mother said as she stood and walked across the room, pushing open the deep blue velvet curtains to reveal a glistening bay sparkling in the early evening sunlight.
Myra sat up in her bed and stretched up her arms skyward before turning and leaping out on to the warm tiled floor. She wiggled her toes and ran her fingers through her black hair before running to her mother and jumping on to her. Taken aback by the sudden show of affection, Hanna set young Myra down on the ground and knelt in front of her. She placed her hands on Myra's shoulders and looked into her periwinkle blue eyes.
"You have to understand that no matter what happens, I will always love you and be with you," Hanna said in a serious
Shattered: A Time for ChangeAs Arnold walked through the emergency room towards Helga's room, he couldn't help but feel even more melancholy. Here he was walking past people in pain and sorrow and there wasn't a single thing he could do about it. He tried his best to shrug it off, but nothing seemed to assuage his thoughts. One thing was certain to him and that was he never wanted to be in an emergency room again.
He approached a large curtained off room that had a lavender placard on the wall by it that read Trauma Room 2. Knowing he was in the right place, he took a deep breath and pushed back the curtain to find Helga sitting propped up in a hospital bed with her right leg elevated on a stack of pillows and her right arm in a sling that immobilized it and pressed it against her chest. Her head was swathed in bandages and her golden hair lay neatly around her shoulders. He noticed a few strands were still stained with blood, however no other evidence remained of her bloody gash. Arnold thought to himself that t
Shattered: Results and ThoughtsA little over an hour passed before a tall lab coat wearing woman with long brown hair pulled back into a low hanging ponytail swept through the double doors of the emergency room into the waiting room. "Can I see those here for Helga Pataki?" she announced. Immediately Bob, Miriam, Phoebe, Arnold, and Gerald, who had arrived only a few moments after Phoebe's call to him, jumped up from their seats and rushed over to the physician. "I'm Dr. Sampson. Come with me," she said with an emotionless face. Silently they followed her down a hall and into a white washed room with a single table in the center surrounded by eight cushioned chairs. They each took a chair on either side of the table as the physician sat herself down at the end.
"Let me start by saying that even though her mechanism of injury was quite traumatic, Helga is going to be fine." Everyone in the room simultaneously let out a huge sigh of relief. "Now that doesn't necessarily mean that her recovery is going to be easy. She
Shattered: WaitingHelga shrieked as the ambulance sped over a bump in the city road, causing piercing pain to shoot throughout her body. The muffled sound of the siren wail could be heard inside the back of the ambulance. On her left hand side sitting on a makeshift bench was Phoebe. She gave Helga's left hand a gentle squeeze as she tried to remain calm for her best friend.
"Okay, kid, I'm going to need you let go of your friend's hand for a minute so I can get this IV started on her," the female paramedic said in a kind tone. Phoebe nodded as she released her friend's hand and allowed the paramedic, whom she had learned was called Mira, to position herself near the arm. She was astounded at how quickly Mira got the line started and how she managed to remain calm so effortlessly in this tense situation. Once the IV was in place, Mira took a syringe and flushed the line with some saline. She then grabbed a vial, snapped it open, stuck a clean needle in, and drew up some of the liquid within.
Shattered: Blood on the PavementIn a flash, Phoebe had her cell phone out and had dialed 911 as she dashed over to where Helga's figure lay on the hard pavement. Arnold slid down the ladder and leapt down next to her. The sight of blood spreading out from beneath her head and saturating her golden hair with it's deep red color made him feel a little light headed. He exhaled a little in relief once his eyes set on her chest and saw that it still heaved up and down in a steady motion. She was still alive, so that was a start. As he knelt down, he ripped off a piece of his flannel shirt and placed his hand underneath her head.
"Yes it's a big red build- DON'T MOVE HER!" Phoebe snapped at him in a terse voice once she saw him attempting to lift her head up. He immediately froze in place and gulped while looking up at the small Asian girl in fear. She returned to her conversation with the 911 dispatcher, however her eyes never left Arnold.
Once she had clicked her phone shut, she kneeled down next to Helga on the opposite
Shattered: Slippery SlopeThe sun shone brilliantly on the red bricks of the Sunset Arms boarding house as a blonde haired lanky looking girl scampered up the fire escape ladder. She couldn't help but look a little panicked. It wasn't every day that you lost your personal journal due to your own clumsiness. Silently she cursed herself for being so stupid to not ensure that she had the precious book in her bag before she had gotten up from the tiled high school floor. As she continued to scale the ladder, Helga thought back to just an hour before.
She had been walking along the high school corridor on her way out when she had rounded a corner and smacked right into him. The one guy that she had basically filled thirty-seven volumes of poetry about, or was it thirty-eight now? When they had collided, her tote bag had flown up and its contents had been strewn on the floor mixed in with his various high school supplies. "Ugh," she had groaned as she rubbed her head.
"Oh geez, sorry Helga!" he had said in a kind voi
A Surprise ReunionHelga hung upside down over the edge of her bed with her golden hair cascading all about her as she lost herself completely in her English reading assignment. On the cover of her book it read Pride and Prejudice, one of her all time favorite novels which she was only too happy to read again for her freshman Introduction to English Composition class. The sun shone in through her dorm's small window, reflecting off of the papers that littered the dorm's blue carpeted floor. Outside the faint sound of students walking back after their afternoon classes could be heard. Helga smiled to herself, grateful that her party girl of a roommate had already left for the rest of the day leaving her alone in her reading. Even though they were polar opposites in personality, they had gotten along quite well considering that they didn't spend much time in the room together.
She sighed as she reached the part where Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Bennett first met. She had always fancied herself as a modern Lizz
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