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I wanted to wake up, but I couldn't. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't wake up. And it was quiet. So quiet that the only thing I could hear was my breathing. I didn't know what happened, all I remember is my sister driving me to our house, now I don't know what's happening. Suddenly I saw a bright light. I couldn't help myself but to walk towards it, but when I got to the end I saw a girl. She was lying in a bathtub with cut wrists and pill bottles around her. Then my vision blurred and I saw my memories in front of me, fading. Trying to grab one, it disappeared. It got all the way down to my last and final memory. It was my first memory. Willow's 6th birthday party. I was crying and she came over to me and told me everything thing was ok. She held me in her arms and made me smile. I was three then, and as the memory faded I fell to my knees and started to cry. In the distance I heard Willow yelling my name. She said,"Opal. Opal, please wake up."
Then everything changed....

"Is she okay?!" Said my mother running across a hospital to get word from a doctor. The doctor looks at her, then the hospital room, then back at her. She grew impatient and busted through my hospital room. Then a loud mono tone noise is heard from my room,and my mom started to cry.
My sister, Willow was in a hospital bed as well, but with little injury. Mom walks in and all she says is "...What were you thinking?" And walks away.

And the worst part is, I had no idea this was happening.

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