Good Morning...

I couldn't breathe.

I could barely not move.

I thrashed, trying to get breath,

Trying to live.

"Calm down," a voice orders.

"After this, you won't need to..."

His voice trailed off.

I realized that I could finally breathe.

 I greedily sucked in air,

Not caring if it was poisonous.

The voice came back, this time a bit stronger.

"How is your breathing? Can you breathe?

I try to nod, but feel that my head is strapped to something.

My hearing is increased, as if someone had turned up the volume.

My eyes are still dark,

Can't yet see from those...

"How are you eyes?

My eyes, can't see...

"Can't see? Well. we'll fiz those in a bit...

 The darkness in my eyes goes light.

And there are some shadows that still remain.

The voice talked one again.

"Welcome to Life, child..."

Life? Welcome? What?

A hand went over my face, then to my head,

Patting it, in a way.

"The proper term, I belive, would be...

Good morning, Number 312096...Good morning."