Can you save me?

Can you save me?

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My mom clenched my shoulder as she told me, looking me dead in the eyes. "You- Sweetheart, you don't remember the car accident?" "What about my friends-" I asked, shaking my head in refusal as I struggled to recite their names, "-Kira, Tyler, Drake, Lauren, Clare, a-and Jude?" My eyes began to swell with tears, my chest heaving for air as a monotonous beeping sound from behind me increased in pace. "They were- they were in the car with you, and they didn't make it, sweetheart, and I'm so, so sorry." I stared at my mom. She's lying. That can't be true. It's not true.
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I'm beautiful, I'm rich; I'm every guy's dream. In other words, I am perfect and I'm not afraid to flaunt it. But that's only what they tell me. I can't remember anything after the accident. I lost every memory I ever made, every thought I ever had. I was in a coma for five months and when I finally awoke in that sickeningly white hospital, no one would tell me anything; not even the black haired boy that scrambled to find a nurse as I moved for the first time in almost half a year. No one will give me the whole story and no one will tell me the truth. But I'm determined to figure it out because it's my life and I need to know who I was before the crash. The only problem: I don't know if I want to.

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