The fluorescent lights blinded me as I tried to open my eyes. Where am I, I thought to myself? I jolted my head back and forth desperately trying to figure out where I was. I heard a voice say, "Hold him down, we are almost there." A sharp pain ran down my back to my feet. All I could see were lights flashing and shadows moving in all directions. The rolling bed that I was on stopped abruptly and a mask was placed over my face. I tried not to breathe, but in less than a second I was unconscious. In no apparent order multiple scenes began to flash through my head. My thoughts turned to nothing, and for one minute all I saw in my mind was an everlasting black hole accompanied by a single deafening beep. Suddenly, I awoke to the clanging sound of my alarm clock. I must have had a bad dream I thought to myself as I turned on the faucet to wash my face. It was eleven in the morning, and everyone in my family was sitting in the living room watching television. I wasn't quite sure what the day was. Everything was all too familiar. I figured it was Sunday, but I wasn't sure. The smell of pancakes and bacon floated through the air from the kitchen to where I was standing in the living room. I made my way past my sisters and my mom and sat down at the bar in the kitchen hoping my dad would serve me breakfast so that I would not have to get up to get it.
"Good morning," I said to my dad as I sat down. He was standing with his back to me as he flipped over some pancakes.
"I see you're up bright and early this morning," my dad said as he turned to look at me. I chuckled as I replied, "Yup sure am." Then I added, "Hey dad, who won the Texas ATM game?"
"They don't start playin' until two o'clock." That was the answer I was looking for. Today wasn't Sunday it was Saturday. I was excited because it was still the weekend. I quickly scarfed down my breakfast with a glass of orange juice. I remembered that I was supposed to play golf today at 2:30p.m. I got dressed for golf, grabbed my clubs, and headed out the door.
When I got to the golf course I met up with my friends. We checked into the pro shop, bought some golf balls, and headed to the first hole to begin. All through the round every shot felt so familiar. After the round, my friend Alan and I went into the nineteenth hole to get something to eat.
"Hey Logan, what's on for tonight, where are we throwin' it down?"
I looked at Alan as if he was joking around. I was positive that we had already talked about what we were doing tonight.
"I heard about a party out at Bud Lake. Let's get some refreshments and party at my house while my parents are out to dinner and then we can head on over to that party."
"That sounds cool. Can I bring Stacy? She has been dying to come party with us. She asks me everyday if she can hang out with us."
"Sure, I don't think anyone will mind if...