How can a night of driving turn into Hallie McCall's worst nightmare for the rest of her life? Read more to find out.
Started 12/23/17
Finished- N/A
Wrote this when I was about 14. It's badly written and has many plot holes, but if you wanna give it...
(A/N) Hey guys, welcome to the next season, with me, your author. I REALLY hope everyone is still here and didn't give up on me. IF there are any mistakes, PLEASE comment and TELL ME! It would mean a lot! *cheers*
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THIS IS HAL'S TATTOO. ANYWAY LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS!
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"You mean, she's in a coma..."
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"Is she ever gonna wake up?"
"I don't know. It's up to her."
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"You have to try and do something!"
"We cannot just sit around like this."
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"I miss her."
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It's been dark for what feels like forever. I can't handle this anymore. I wanna see my friends, I wanna see my brother, my mother, my boyfriend. Why can't I do anything?
I've tried moving anything, but its like my body won't allow me to. The worst thing about this is that I've been feeling this burning pain ever since it started.
There's nothing I can really do except to listen to the voices that appear every now and then. Its agonizing to be able to hear the voices, but not be able to react to the voices. I wanted to scream every time I couldn't move.
Hell, I couldn't even cry!
It was driving me crazy as I kept drifting back and forth in this stupid darkness. I hoped and hoped that I could leave this crazy place soon.
And I suppose hope was on my side.
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The next time I heard voices, there were more clear and vivid.
"It's been three months, school is about to start back up, what are we supposed to tell them?" A strained voice questioned, small and masculine.
"That she's still on her summer break." A more calm voice answered back.
As I started to heard the familiar buzz of everything around me, I started to feel a grip on my limp hand. Their hands warm against mine as I fought the pain that coursed through my body. The darkness around me started to get brighter until I felt as if I was in front of the sun.
I could feel the hot and cold air around me as I took even breaths. I could feel everything, from my fingertips, to my lips, to my toes. I almost smiled, almost, but it still hurt to move. I pushed all of the back and forced myself to grip the hand that was in mine.
"Am I imagining things or did she just squeeze your hand?" Someone whispered, thinking they were delusional.
"She squeezed my hand." The gruff voice confirmed. It went silent afterwards as I felt the heat radiating from different bodies around myself. I groaned as I tried to open my eyes. It felt like I was in slow motion when I moved my hand up to my face, guarding my sensitive eyes from the blinding light.
