Chapter 20

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        It's so hard, to hear everything, but I can't reply back. I hate this, I hear my dad snore, my mom cry, and even some of my family members that stop by. That is not the worse part about it, I hear Cris cry, talk, and I can feel him hold my hand or play with my hair that's sprawled arcoss the pillow. 

        I was just seeing light, but all of a sundden everything went black.

        It was blurry, but very bright. 

        "Victoria?" 

        Then I felt someone grab my hand. Then everything was clear. 

        The room was very unfimilar 

        But the hand that held my hand was so familiar 

        I looked to my right and saw my mom 

        "Mom?" 

        Then I looked forward and saw my dad

        "Dad?" 

        Then I looked to my left 

        "Who are you?"

A/N I'm sorry this is short but I'll update again tomorrow.  

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