This week’s task was to take a previous piece of work and change the perspective, so I went with the piece Floating and changed it from 3rd to 1st person:
Whoa my head. Darkness. My head’s spinning. My eyes are closed. I open them. That’s a mistake. My head hurts. My eyes hurt. The room is spinning. I open my eyes. It’s not my room. I’m dizzy, floating. I can’t keep my eyes open. Floating. People are talking at me. I don’t know them. I don’t know if I respond. I close my eyes. It hurts to keep them opened. Floating. I feel myself moving out from where I was to someplace else. I open my eyes. I’m in the same room. I haven’t moved. I’m alone. The people have left. I close my eyes. Floating. I open my eyes and my brother is with me. He’s talking to me. Floating. There are people busy about me. Floating. I open my eyes again and my parents are there. My mum is crying. Floating. I’m alone again. Where did mum go? Floating. I’m alone. Floating. People are talking again. Floating. I’m in a room I don’t know. I’m in a bed. It’s not my bed. I hear the beep and buzz of machines. I feel wires and tubes. Floating. More people I don’t know. They’re wearing green. Floating. I’m alone. I’m in a hospital bed. Floating. Someone is talking to me. Floating. My parents are back. Floating. Alone. Floating. Why am I in hospital? My mum is talking to me. I respond. I don’t know what I’ve said. She’s crying. Floating. I open my eyes again someone is talking to me. She’s telling me to drink. She’s dressed in green. I do. Floating. The woman is back. Is it the same woman? She’s telling me to drink again. I do. Floating. My parents are there. My mum talks to me again but I don’t understand why I'm in hospital. Floating. I’m told to drink again. I ask what’s happening. Floating. I’m alone. I look about the room. There are a lot of machines. Still beeping. Buzzing. Floating. I drink. I ask what’s happening. Floating. My brother is back. I ask him what’s happening. He tells me I had an operation. Floating. I ask a woman why I had an operation. I drink. Floating. My parents are back. They tell me I had an infection and needed an operation. Floating. A man is there. He’s a doctor. He tells me I’m lucky to be alive. Floating. I ask for water. Floating. I ask for more water. My head is starting to become clearer. The doctor comes back and tells me that I’ve been there nearly two weeks. I sleep. My family are here. They tell me I had an infection in my leg. I sleep. I drink. The doctor is back and tells me he removed an infection. That it was caused by me squeezing a spot. I sleep. I drink. I start to stay awake for longer. I start to drink more. I start to become aware of the things around me. I start to realise I can’t feel my legs.
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