“About a year ago I was admitted to the hospital on an overdose. Everything I saw I can barely remember now but I knew at the time they were just hallucinations from the pills. It stayed this way for about two days straight and on the third day I remember clearly waking up feeling perfectly fine. My morning nurse came in and got a full coherent conversation and they even brought in a doctor to check on me and ask me some questions. After a bit, they came to the conclusion the hallucinations had worn off a little later than they had expected but they wore off nonetheless and they would like to keep me a few extra days just to monitor my heart.

After the nurse and doctor left I decided I would take a nap until lunch came because my body still felt like stone from the overdose. About half an hour before lunch was supposed to come, I woke up because I felt extremely cold (mind you I had 3 blankets on) and I could even see my breath. I looked over to my left and there was a child standing next to me. She looked normal enough in a little hospital gown with straight brown hair and shiny lively brown eyes. I waved at her and said, “Hi” in kind of an awkward tone not knowing how a nurse at the nurse’s station for my floor would let a child walk around without supervision.

She waved back and asked me why I was in the hospital so I told her, I “had gotten sick because of some medicine I took.” whereupon she laughed a sort of hollow laugh and told me, “Well, let’s hope you get to stay here with me until I can leave.” I didn’t think anything of it at the moment until a nurse walked in and asked me who I was talking to. I looked back to where the girl was standing and she was no longer there so I turned back to the nurse to ask if she had seen a little girl walk in and then back out and saw her behind the door motioning for me to be quiet.

I stayed staring behind the door for a bit which must have gotten the nurses attention because she looked behind the door asking me what I was looking at. The girl walked out of the room with the nurse looking right at where I saw her standing and the nurse didn’t even notice anything. I told her I thought I was talking in my sleep so it shouldn’t be anything to worry about so she walked out of the room. The rest of the time I was there I couldn’t stop thinking about it and even asked my doctor on the last day of my stay if any kids were on the same floor as me during my stay upon which he informed me no children were even allowed in I.C.U.”- Zach M.

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