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(PENNYS POV??)

I open my eyes, gasping at the bright lights which hurt my eyes. I'm...alive?? As my eyes adjust to the light, the room around me slowly comes to focus. I'm in a hospital, surrounded by medical equipment and and machines beeping softly in the background. I try and sit up, but a wave of dizziness washes over me. I try and recall what happened, memories flood my mind. The singing competition, getting on the cyclone, falling. Damn, how the FUCK did I survive that. My neck is oddly sore, the pain ending where my head is.

After a while, the reality of my situation sinks in. I can't help but feel like something is missing. I Look down at my body, seeing the scars and bandages that newly mark my skin. I dont feel the same, I feel...off. Empty. Like something is gone. I look around the hospital room, my eyes falling on a window. Outside, the sun is setting, the sky streaked with hues of orange and purple. As I watch, a sense of melancholy washes over me. OH MY GOD. MY FRIENDS. I try and hold back the tears that threaten to fall, but they come anyway. I cant stop my sobs, and the emptiness inside me grows stronger. I try and wipe anyway my tears but they just keep coming. I cant help but feel weak, exhausted, and lost.

I sit there in the hospital bed, my body wracked with sobs. My friends are missing, they were a part of me that is now forever gone. The sounds of the machines beeping drown out the sound of my own sobs, but I can't stop crying. It's like my very soul is weeping. As my survivors guilt grows stronger, my will to keep going weakens. As the sun continues to set, the room grows darker and my sobs slowly die down and my tears dry up. I sit there In the dark, my body feeling numb. I'm alive, but I feel like a ghost, like a shadow of my former self. Strangely, there's weird tunes stuck in my head that I can't shake. But I can't I can't remember what they are. But, I feel a weird connection and nostalgic feeling to them. Maybe one day, I'll find the source of them. And maybe one day, me and my friends will meet again.

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Ilovemusicals2468 I tried my best 😭

(Btw the tunes stuck in her head symbolize the songs the kids sang in the afterlife ‼️‼️)

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