Once again, I feel the coolness of the hospital room.

"What just happened," I groan as I rub my temples. My heart is racing.

"Um..we're not sure. It could be a side affect of the medication. What did you experience?" said Dr. Eichman.

What did I experience? A dream?

A FLASHBACK. I remember my family! I remember the car accident! The flashback I just had must've been the last thing I remember before I fell into the coma.

Wait. I felt a chill creep up my spine.

"Parents...," I barely whisper.

"I'm sorry. Speak up, dear," says Dr. Eichman.

"Parents," I say a little louder. "Wes...where are they?" I try to shout, but it only comes out a soft whisper.

"Oh sweetie," Dr. Eichman says as he sits down on the bed side. He cradles my hand and with the uttermost sympathy he whispers, "I tried to help, but... they couldn't be saved." A tear forms in his eye.

My heart drops. I feel like my insides are being crushed. My parents are gone. Wes. Oh my gosh. Wes. He's just a kid. He has so much in store for him.

What if this is a lie. This is some game. Wes is probably here and alive. Maybe he just can't find me. Or what if he's also in a coma and they can't wake him. Maybe I can.

"WESSSS. I scream even thought my throat hurts. I scream a blood curdling scream because I need Wes to hear me.
WESSSSSSS. WES-," My voice breaks off at the end and I curl up in a ball and cry loud sobs.

This world is unfair. "This can't be right," I think. But for now, it's the only truth I have.

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