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I feel a dull pain as I try to open my eyes, but am unsuccessful. I try to move my fingers, but again I can't.
Quickly fear consumes me as my mind races about all the possibilities of what has happened to me.
Am I ok?
Am I Paralyzed?
Am I dead?
Am I like my dad?
Somehow, I am able to let out a low moan, answering some of my questions.
I feel a hand on my arm, lightly stoking up and down. They whisper some comforting words,
and all I can do is listen.
Daniel
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She's has been asleep for days, we brought her to the hospital as soon as we could.
My cheek still throbs when I talk, or cry, because of Chance.
I look back down at her, cold limp body. Her lips are faded and cracked, her skin is pale, and she has gauze rapped around her head, where they had to remove part of her skull, to reduce pressure in her brain.
I wipe away a few tears, as I hold her hand.
I hear a soft moan come from her lifeless body.
I stoke her arm, "It's ok, you'll be fine." I whisper over and over again.
I can only hope she hears me.
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