Bright. Something bright was shining down on my eyes... lights.. I struggle to open my eyes as they seem to be stuck together. When I do, I intentionally move my hand up to shield my eyes from the lights above my head. I look around at something that's not the light, but I don't recognise anything...... I don't know where I am.... a house maybe? Heaven? Somebody please tell me where I am! I look around frantically searching for something familiar to me, but there is nothing to recognise....... Wait.... flowers.. cards.. balloons.. get better soon Maise!...Who is Maise?
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Short Story*This is a short story, and originally for my English teacher, but here it is anyway.* "Oh Maise! Love, you scared me so much, when they called me and told me what happened,and oh, I'm so sorry about Jacob,he was my friend too, but he was your broth...
