The End
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It always comes down to THE END.
Question 1: Who are you?
- Who am I? I'm not exactly sure who I am. I know my name is Prudence Starka, a 27-year-old, selective amnesia patient.
Question 2: What happened to you?
- I, from what I was told, and from the specific parts I remember, was in a car accident and then was in a coma for almost year. To be exact I was in the coma for a total of 11 months, 5 days.
Question 3: How long were you in the hospital?
- 11 months, 12days
Question 4: Why did you leave the hospital?
- I died.
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