Chapter 9

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I looked up to the casket. My mother had sat up and got so scared that she passed out. The doctor stood up and walked up to the casket. He checked her pulse on her neck.

It was perfectly fine he announced. She was still unconscious but more importantly, she was fine.

The doctor ran to his car and opened his trunk. He quickly got some stuff out and brought it to wear the casket was located at. I got up and went to go see what he was going to do. He got some alcohol and put it up to her nose but not all stuffed in, just to bring her back.

The doctor's wife got some paper and started to fan the paper around so that she could get some air.

Then a miracle happened. My mom had woke up and the doctor helped her out of the casket. The other men that were standing behind her casket, also helped her up and the doctor's wife put a chair down for her and they set her down on the chair. I walked up to her asking if she was ok.

"Who are you?"

"It's me mom, don't you remember me?"

"No."

I started to cry in tears that fell onto the dark green grass.

The doctor said, "Hey Mary I'm not sure what I could do to help you. We are going to have to take your mother to the hospital for special treatment and while she is there she will probably recover a bit of her memory. After she recovers a bit of her memory, we will have to take her to an asylum."

"Why are you going to take her there?And what is it?"

"An asylum is a place where people that have mental issues or that are "crazy" go and stay there for about almost their whole life until they recover. We will take her there because it may be dangerous to keep her around after she's just woken up from the dead."

I started crying again and fell on to the ground. What was I going to do with Kaytie? Where would we stay? Where would I find food to feed her with?

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