The ghost and I

Help Me

People used to always ask me if if i was okay. Everyone, no matter what they are feeling, they always reply 'I'm fine.'
I think this is the problem with me, I always used to give up my feelings to easy, always used to love or hate too quickly. I realise that now.

I mean the girls I used to "love" haven't even been to visit me, not even once. But that weird girl, the outcast she has. Twice actually. She always talks to me, not like I'm ill, but about school, teachers and homework. If I'm honest I trust her more than the back stabbing bitches I hang out with in school.

She's in her now actually, she always makes me feel as if I'm not lying in bed, that I'm not in a coma. That's what I like about her. Anyway, she is talking about a girl called Sally in school. I can't really remember Sally but apparently she has only gone and got herself pregnant. I was hardly listening when I heard her say my boyfriends

'Sam.'

I nearly screamed, I wanted to ask her 'what about Sam?' But I couldn't, so my mind went into overdrive, was Sam the dad, was he the person Sally told about the baby or is that what she is going to call the brat?

With my mind racing with questions I hardly noticed the beeping noise going off. I only really realised something was wrong when I felt myself falling asleep. I tried to stop, but it was almost forced onto me.

That's when things went crazy.
The nurses were running around and I felt an oxygen mask pressed roughly onto my face. The cold rush on my mouth shocked me back into reality. I felt myself begin to panic.

I found out later that I had had a panic attack, and because of my condition (being in a coma😔) it had turned nasty and I had stopped breathing.
Thinking about this I remembered why I had stopped breathing. I can't believe Sam would have sex with any girl but me. I mean we were soul mates. He defiantly wouldn't have sex with Sally. The thought almost made me have another panic attack.

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