•Caralyne's Pov•
See, when your in a coma, you can hear and feel everything but you just can't respond to anything happening. I would give anything to see my mom again...she won't come, though. She won't visit me or talk to me or even touch me. She's cold.
I'm out of reach. I'm in my own world, now. I'm by myself. I don't care. My nurse, Amanda, sometimes talks to me. She tries to tell me to wake up...I don't know how. She says that we get more kids in the hospital everyday, it's sad to hear.
My roommate is a fourteen year old girl with an eating disorder. Vanity Martin. She sings pretty good, I hear her at night. She's always singing some song called "Heartbreak Girl". I know it's 2014 still, not to sure what month or what date, though. I went into a coma in July...so it should be September or maybe November....October, probably.
Anyway, there's some charity thing happening today. About suicide. Yeah, it'll probably help a few people out, hopefully.
"In here...yes." Amanda's voice trailed into my room. "Vanity, honey, this is Ashton, Luke, Calum, and Michael. There doing a suicide charity, but I'd thought you'd love to meet them." She said.
"Uh, boy's, this is Cara. She's, well, In a coma. She'll wake up soon, but for now, this is her."
Wow. That's all I get, huh. Ok.
I wish I could see their faces, what they look like, that stuff.
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Waking Up.
FanfictionThe world is a horrible place. I am a horrible person. We are a horrible society. They are horrible people. My name is Caralyne Anderson. I'm 17. I'm the definition of non-perfect. No one likes me, no one cares about me, and I don't think anyone eve...