I am not her - Bridge to the other side (28.)

She didn't know where she was or what was happening, but she knew one thing for sure. That little girl must not suffer!

 

She took another breath, but this time it was a little harder. She suddenly felt as if someone was sucking the life out of her and taking it for themselves. She felt her life force slowly leaving her.

Her eyelids were heavy and closing. The sounds in the room, which sounded like crackling and beeping, and even the unpleasant smell began to fade as her mind was on the verge of something that could be called a bridge to the other side.

Then she heard it again from a distance.

 

‚‚Daddy, you told me that if I ate and drank, Mom would wake up soon. Was that a lie?" The child's voice rang out again, not allowing Anna to fall asleep or die.

‚‚Sweetheart, your mommy needs to gather her strength so she can play with you again." Soon, quiet footsteps could be heard.

 

‚‚Come to me, come on. Hop!" Immediately, there was a creaking sound, probably from a wooden chair. Anna latched onto the sharp sound and let herself be pulled back to partial consciousness.

‚‚Daddy, please, I want my mommy to wake up, I won't be naughty anymore." This time, the voice sounded so tearful that it took Anna's breath away.

 

All her instincts urged her to do something, to signal to them that she was still there! But how? Damn it! During her fruitless deliberations, she listened intently to the quiet reassurances.

‚‚Princess, look at me!" The quiet tone of Michael's voice evoked sudden mixed feelings of safety, calm, and the third was...

 

 

‚‚You know the fairy tale about Sleeping Beauty, don't you?" There was a pause, accompanied by a rattling sound that Anna couldn't quite identify, and the smell was slowly getting stronger, but she pushed all that out of her troubled mind and focused on the conversation and, above all, on the touch she felt clearly on her hand.

 

 

It was another rope, but this time stronger, which began to slowly pull Anna out of the darkness.

‚‚See, just imagine that our mom is also a Sleeping Beauty, but ours won't be awakened by a kiss, but by..."

‚‚Try it, Dad!" Julie suddenly exclaimed urgently.