I am a teenager

I am a woman

I am an ecstatic teenager at an amazing party

I am a dedicated woman still at work

I am a teenager who is supposed to be the designated driver

I am a woman who is supposed to be at home helping my son with a project

I hear the voices of my friends

I hear the voice of my boss

They say they want to go

He says I can go home

I walk to the car with the aroma of alcohol wafting from my breath

I walk to my car with a sense of relief to finally go home to my family

Almost to the house when I see a blotchy spot in front of me

I’m a block away from home when I see beaming lights coming towards me

I wake up to stabbing pain and cold air

I wake up to a bright, warm spotlight

What’s my name?

Where am I?

A man with a shiny stethoscope says my name

A man takes my hand and walks with me through golden gates