Chapter 4

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"Honey," she starts off, "I don't know what you're going through, okay? I have no idea what is happening and I'm sorry. But I want to help you. Please! Just let me help you Hazel!" I hadn't realized she was so upset. I start off by asking about what happened before my coma. She tells me about how lonely I was and how she thought things were getting worse. "You sat in your room and read all day, just like you do now. You wouldn't come down for dinner, so so threatened to take your book away." It was weird how I remember none of this. "You ate spaghetti, and then went back up to your room. You fell asleep in your jeans and I tried to move you up on your pillow but you wouldn't move. At all. You weren't breathing so I called 911 and then screamed to your father. Then you sat in that hospital room for 6 months and we prayed everyday for you to wake up."

Wow, I think. I notice how strong my mother is. She is mentally stronger than anyone I know. She has basically had to raise a cancer patient for 3 years and hasn't complained once. She interrupts my thinking when she asks "So why have you been so sad, Haze?"

I take a deep breath and start.

"When I was unconscious, I was alive in a fantasy world. I met Augustus Waters. I started going to support group and went to Gus' house and watched V is for Vendetta and fell in love. He made me happy which was what I needed. He gave me a bracelet that said hope, he gave me life mom." I say through my tears. "I loved Augustus Waters more than I loved anyone else in the entire world and then one day, everything was gone, and I was back in a hospital. And I no longer have hope. None, at all mom. And nothing in the world could ever bring that back to me." I sigh.

I hear my mother fumbling with her purse. I don't want to look up, I don't care what it is.

"Hazel, sweetheart. I found this in your hospital gown. They gave it to me the day you left and I've forgot about it since then. I hope this helps. She stands up and kisses my forehead, placing the bracelet on my lap.

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