The Girl That Visits
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Ongoing8m
Last published Tue, Jan 2, 2018
Hi, I'm Kyle and I'm in a coma.
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No one ever visits him.
He thought he had friends, I mean, he was the quarterback of the football team.
But they left him, Forgot him.
But there's this one girl.
He doesn't know her.
Doesn't know her name, what she looks like, her birthday.
Just that she's a new volunteer.
And she visits him.
Every single day.
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