The next minute Jessica woke up in the same hospital and room she saw from her.... dream? Which one was the dream? Why was she here again?
Déjà vu, I've just been in this place before
I'm so caught up in my thoughts to even notice the nurse telling me it was too early to get an epidural. Wait, do I remember this?
Higher on the street, and I know it's my time to go
Then it all happens again. It's like a repeat of the dream. I need a C-Section. The doctors and nurses are all around trying to get their things frantically.
Calling you, and the search is a mystery
I feel the pulling and my lower body becoming numb. Again. And then we time skip five hours in time. Again.
Standing on my feet
The nurse walks in holding my baby. I'm pretty sure it's for real this time. He has the same look. Blue eyes and blonde hair. I already obsessed about that in my dream and I'm too tired to do it again.
it's so hard when I try to be me, woah
"Any names in mind?" the nurse asks again.
I don't even have to think like last time because I am gonna do the cliche thing where you see a sign and you follow it.
"Nicholas," I respond.
Déjà vu, I've just been in this time before
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Jessica and Mr. Wilson
Teen FictionJessica was an average girl. She was failing chemistry, so she did something that she swore to keep a secret. That was until her mother found out... First of all, I am on quarantine and I am questioning existence, so that is why this has been put in...
