For the first time in weeks I have a moment to myself and I decided to fill it by writing to you because you've been in a coma for 100 days. They tried to wake you up again and all it did was speed up your heart rate, which is good I guess. I miss you so much, Grace. I just want you to get better. I want to hug you, but all I can do is hold your hand and hope you don't get worse. I feel so shitty, Grace. I hate everything. You're the only hope I have. You're the only one I don't hate. I love you, Grace. I don't know what I would do if you never wake up. I don't want to know.
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Teen FictionFalling in love with someone won't make them better. Falling in love with someone won't make you better.
