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One more day until your birthday and you are turning fifteen. Tomorrow it will be five years since the accident. You are sitting in a plain white room, in a hospital gown. The doctor is jotting things down on his clipboard." I'm going to check your breathing. Just breath in and out." His cold hands touch your spine." Breath in." This doctor has no respect for you." Breath out." He thinks your emotional and stupid." She is in perfectly good shape. She still must be in shock. She's mute. Her bones have been healed for years. Have you tried talking to a therapist?" He asks my mom.

"It doesn't work. She doesn't talk. She doesn't even talk to me," mom says. You're not in shock. You're not in shock. You just accepted the truth and you don't want to make anymore mistakes.

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