1st WRITTEN PROJECT and 2nd EVA Write a story

 TITLE: Regrets
BY: Romina Kaori Santiago González
I woke up after the operation and looked in the mirror...I was scared and nervous...What had just happened? I didn't remeber andything, the only thing that came in my mind at that moment was...A car, I was looking out the window while I was traveling with my parents, it was raining, at night.
I was listening the water hitting the car, so annoying, everything was bothering me, the silence, the noises, the breath of my parents, the lights of the car illuminating the road, the dark of the night, everything. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't, the tears just didn't come out, my heart was hurting, hurting so bad, at that moment I couldn't understand, "Why me? Why do I have to feel this way" those were the questions that I asked to myself.
He had chosen her, he had just chosen her over me, over everything, over all the things I gave him, and I only realized it until he said it to my face, I asked to myself over and over again "How could I be so stupid? How could I ever think that he loved me?" At some point I thought I was insufficent, that there was no one in the world who could ever love someone like me, all I wanted to do was rest in my bed as soon as I get home, just sleep...and never wake up, suddenly, another thought came to my mind, "What would happened if a car hit us? Too strong to get our car off of the road"...Then, I heard my mom was screaming, I felt the beating of my heart getting faster with every second, the lights of another car were getting closer to us, I wanted to scream, I wanted to run, I wanted to get out of the car, I was regretting of my thoughts, I wanted to live...Then, I felt something just hit me, the pain was as hard as hell, suddenly I could't see or hear anything, I started to stop feeling, and my memories became delicate. 

When I woke up I was in a ambulence, some doctors were checking me, "breathe, breathe, stay with us, please!" They said, again, I losed my consciousness...
I woke up again, that time in a operations room, I asked to myself If I just had and opperation, my body was hurting, but there was no one in the room, even the lights were off and I was covered with a blanket, I took off the blanket of me, and I got up, I was looking for something, for someone, a doctor, a nurse, someone who could tell me what had happened, and where mi parents were at, then, I saw a mirror on the floor, I wanted to see how I was after the opperation, but when I see the mirror with my face in front of it, I didn't understand, there wasn't reflection in the mirror, I was scared, so I ran out of the room, looking for someone again, I found the receptionist, I screamed at her, but she didn't listened to me, Why could't she hear me? I got panic and nervous, I ran away, I didn´t see a sofa and I almost fell, but I didn't, "What...? Did I just, cross the sofa without falling?" I tried to touch it again but I couldn't, "WHY I CAN´T TOUCH ANYTHING?!" I screamed, my fear won me and I ran away, I didn't stop, I was so scared...
Nowadays I haven't forgotten that day in the hospital, the day I realised that I died...