Again, like clock work, I wake up at the same time every night. It's all in my mind, but the screams always sound so real. A memory I just can't shake. Watching someone take their last breath. The sound they make, their bodies begging for one more touch of oxygen. It haunts my mind like an unfinished spirit taunting and tormenting me at any suspicion that I might be finding peace. I close my eyes and attempt to let the harmonic humming of the fan block my senses in hopes that my mind will shut down and allow me some much needed rest. My mind still full of the sounds of IV pumps, call lights, heart monitors. I haven't had peace in months. I'm tired. I'm worn out. I'm a nurse.
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Nightmare
RandomA thrilling peek inside the mind of a hospital nurse during a pandemic. Paranormal twist with the current reality of being a nurse struggling with the mental weight of the world we live in.
