My mother always told me that when I sleep, my body shuts down completely, and that my mind could be at rest. She told me to imagine that I was chocolate and I could melt into the comfort of my bed. I always laughed at that. As I grew, I also realized that my body couldn't shut down completely; that's impossible. The only way it would be possible was if I were dead.
But I'm not dead. At least not yet. I'm alive; I'm just asleep. Asleep, but conscious of my surroundings. I know I'm not dead: I can't be if I can see, hear, and feel, what's going on around me. I see my mother, I hear her cry, and I feel her soothing touch when she reassures me that I will wake up soon. Why can't I wake up?
I know I'm not dead because I refuse to die. I refuse to leave my only sister and the only family I ever had. I can't let go of that. And I won't.
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Don't Let Go
Fanfiction"The darkness began to fade away as I took in my new surroundings. My breathing was slow, but surely, it came at a steady pace, almost as if I were falling asleep again. It smelled strongly of...doctor? My eyes widened as I realized I was in a hospi...
