Chapter 2: Chapter 1): Start
Chapter 1): New Carl
(Aged Carl just for some more believable things, everyone else is the same though)
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Pain assaulted his body as memories upon memories appeared in his mind, his body changed as he was sleeping away sweating horribly. Finally the memories stopped but his body was aching as a fever took over his body, a soft groan came from his lips as his eyes refused to open up no matter what he tried.
"Carl?...Carl?!" A worried voice called out to him but he couldn't answer as he felt himself going back to sleep his eyes closing heavily.
Around him there was a lot of movement but he could do nothing but hear them, "Is he okay?" He heard a worried voice of someone that he knew but he couldn't place where he knew them from
"I don't know, I got V, she called Kev and he is going to come pick us up so we can take him to the hospital. This seems a little to much for just a visit to the clinic." Another voice spoke but there wasn't any less worry in this one.
"Alright, help out here Ian." The first voice said before Carl felt his body being moved.
He was in a weird state between sleeping and being awake, it wasn't hard that from his memories he knew who all these voices were, one his older sister Fiona, then his brother Lip who had asked for his other Ian. Lastly the faint but panicked voice he heard that was younger was his sister Debby who was beginning to cry.
Carl let himself go to the memories as he was carried away, he saw a life that made his heart clinch the more he saw of it, his life was horrible. He was from a home with five other children, and the only one taking care of them was his oldest sister Fiona, she was doing it all for them.
He had a father and mother too, but they didn't see a point in being part of his life, his mother being a bipolar drug addict who would rather get high then spend time taking care of her kids. Then there was his alcoholic and drug addict dad who didn't think he needed to take care of his kids, instead he just came to them when he needed something.
They lived in poverty even if they did have a roof over their heads, it was always a struggle to pay bills or even have meal in their bellies, it was just a real struggle. Carl couldn't help though as he was just eleven years old, it wasn't as if he could get a job or anything, there was just nothing he could do about making money legally.
Of course he could do some...less then legal things but then again who would really trust a kid.
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"So it was sudden then?" A man in a doctors coat asked as he was looking at a chart in his hands.
Fiona nodded worried still about her brother, her other siblings around them watching, "Yeah, I went to wake him like normal and all of a sudden this fever came over him. He hasn't woken up no matter what we say to him."
The doctor nodded, "Well we did some test and we have found nothing wrong with him. At the moment he just seems to be running a high fever, I will prescribe some medicine but other then that there is nothing else to do."
Fiona nodded reluctantly as she took the prescription, she would just have to suck it up and use the little money she had to buy this medicine, at times like these she really wished she had health care for them.
"F-fiona..where am I?" She heard a small voice drawing her attention to her brother who was hooked to an I.V on the bed.
"Carl!" Everyone said in happiness and excitement as they crowded his bed with smiles.
"Hey bud, how are you?" Fiona asked quickly brushing some hair off his forehead as she felt his temperature which had gone down a lot.
"Fine, I guess. My throat is dry though." Carl said his voice was scratchy from the dry throat his temperature had taken all the moisture.
Lip handed him a drink as he finished that, "You have been out for awhile dude, are you okay?"
Carl looked at the nervous faces of his family feeling warm, although they didn't have a lot, and bickered a lot they still took care of one another, "Yeah I am fine, I think I just need some more rest."
Everyone laughed Fiona talking as head of the family, "Whatever you say bud, let's get you home."
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Carl walked into the house himself looking it over, the place was cluttered as it had things everywhere, it being only a four bedroom and holding six people sometimes seven then it was hard. Although he wasn't not accustomed to this, he and been reborn and on his other life he had been an orphan who lived in a crowded boys home, this was nothing new.
"Why don't you go rest some more Carl, I am going to get dinner ready, ok?" Fiona said from next to him with a smile the rest of the family had already taken off.
"Sure thing." Carl said with a nod actually feeling tired from the whole getting a new life thing.
Fiona watched him as he walked away, she couldn't place it but something was different about Carl, she just shrugged it off as she walked to figure out what she was going to make tonight.
Carl made his way to the bedroom and went straight to his bed flopping down on it, he ignored the smell of B.O in the room as he had lived with it a lot in his past life. Instead he started forming plans in his head for this life, first was to get his grades up as they were horrible, second was finding a way to make money.
He sighed throwing himself back on his bed as he thought of it, for now he would need to take this a step at a time, he would figure the rest out later.
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