When I woke up again, I see my father sitting in the chair near my bed, reading a newspaper.
"Daddy!" I exclaim.
he looks up from the paper and smiles at me. He folds the paper quickly and came right up to me, and hugged me tightly.
"I am so happy to see you awake. How I missed you." My dad cries out.
"How long have I been asleep?" I ask as we hug.
"You have been asleep for four years, making you seventeen, but you have been in a coma type thing, where you can still move around and everything else, but you didn't know what was going on you were unresponsive, the doctor can go over it later." My dad tells me as he pulls away from me, but still in arm's length.
"Where is Mom?" I ask.
"Oh Sweetie," My dad spoke out and brought me closer to him once more.
"Dad, tell me," I order slightly.
"She died sweetie," He whispers to me.
"What?!"
My dad looks at me with sadness in his eyes. The heart monitor that I am attached to started to beat faster.
"You have to calm down," My dad tells me.
"I surivied and mom didn't?" I cry out.
"Yes, and I am lucky to even have you. I don't know what i would have done if i lost you both." My dad cries out holding me.
The beeping started to get faster, and the nurse came running in. The next erson to run in was my doctor. He went to the cart that was right outside the door. He grabbed a needle and filled it with something. He came over to the IV that was in my arm, and injected the syringe in. Soon, I was beginning to get tired.
"What did you do?" My dad asks.
"I just made her sleep some more, while she calms down," the doctor told my dad.
Soon the voices started to mold together making no sense at all. I fell into sleep.
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The Missing Face
General FictionLucy McKinley and her mother went shopping when they came home their front door was open. Lucy's mother went in first to find out if Lucy's father or sister was in the house. When nobody answered, they heard a noise and they turn around. a gunsho...
