Unknown Payne

Unknown Payne

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"How long has he been in the coma for?" A women's voice asks. My eyes are closed but I can still hear them. "Three months, and I don't know why we are keeping him here for so long. I mean we don't know how long he will be in the coma for" another ladies voice arrogantly says. "Well we are a hospital so we have to provide care" the other voice points out. "Ya I know but it's weird, it's been three months and no one, I mean no one, has shown up to claim that they are a relative or friend" she says. "So no visitors at all?" The women asks with curiosity even though the lady just claimed that. "Nope, and we even did some news broadcasts and signs on it" she laughs at little at the end. "Found, random man at hospital" the other one laughs along. Random guy? Are they talking about me, wait, who am I?
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"Mom!" I yell unattractively and begin to go to the living room that is by the stairs. I walk into there with my body slumped and notice something. We have company and I had five pairs of eyes on me. I straighten up and look at the bodies of whom the eyes belong to. One being my mom, her brown straight hair in a ponytail, nicely dressed, and wide eyed. Another is my brother, seven years old, blond tousled hair, he is also wearing something nice. Then I find three pairs of new eyes. One a women who has blonde curly hair, a female child also with the same hair, and then a highly attractive male who looks about my age. Seventeen. Malia is just like any other girl, goes to school, has friends, and makes new friends. This "highly attractive" male is her new neighbor. What happens when they begin talking? What happens when they become close? What happens when one of them get seriously hurt? "We are neighbors. We were meant to be neighbors."

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