Here are the first 350 words of my Life-Choice Memoir! I definitely need to make revisions, but I decided to share some of the work I have so far!
The circular button of the elevator lit up a dull yellow when I pressed the number two. Once the metallic silver doors slid shut, the elevator began to ascend. Reaching into my pocket, I made sure I had a pencil and a notebook ready to go. My peers were all nervously discussing what medical units they would be observing for the week. “So, Molly, what unit are you on?” Emma asked. “2 East,” I stated with a nervous smile, “You?” “MedSurg,” she replied. I nodded not knowing what else to say. Below me, I could feel the elevator coming to a halt, causing me to lose my balance a little as we were suspended in the shaft. The shiny doors slid open and I stepped into the hallway. “Good luck,” Emma shouted behind me. Giving her a quick thanks, I turned toward the sign with arrows pointing in different directions to figure out where I needed to go. For the most part the hospital seemed strangely quiet. I imagined there to be more hustle and bustle. The sign pointed me to left so I ventured toward 2 East. Even though I was wearing baggy teal scrubs and white tennis shoes that gave me blisters, I still felt like an outsider compared to the faculty. It was clear that I was a high school student by the lost look on my face. After passing a hallway filled with abandoned beds and closed office doors, I finally made it to the medical unit. This is where the hustle and bustle I expected was. At the nursing station, women in red scrubs were typing on the computer and talking to their co-workers. Others in blue scrubs were standing in various parts of the dim-lit hallway and typing on their portable computers or counting pills. Doctors in white lab coats were weaving in and out of patient’s rooms, constantly putting on hand sanitizer as they did. My feet felt like they were plastered to the floor, not knowing where to go or who to talk to. Timidly, I approached the nursing station trying to grab someone’s attention.
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Candace Stoltzfus
3/3/2018 07:34:27 am
Nice job on the first scene! I liked how you described the setting well; I could picture what was happening.
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