I awoke in a hospital bed with an unknown person sitting across from me. I began to freak out because I had no clue who this person was, then I recognized the red hair. It was my mom.
"Mom," I choked, my voice dry.
"I'm here baby," she cooed.
I lifted my arm which was lighter than I remembered and gasped.
I started crying.
"Everything will be ok, it's all going to be ok," my mom repeated. I knew by the sound of her voice this was not going to be ok.
My right hand was gone.
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Prosperity
ActionProsperity, in definition, means strength, and right now Triniti and her close friends, Amelia and Caleb, really need that strength. They go through hard times together but learn to make the best of the time they have, because there might not be a t...
