"Honey are you okay?" She seemed wearily. Like she was choosing her words carefully. "If I'm in the hospital with stitches, staples, cuts, and bruises WITH a cast- I doubt I'm okay." "Do you remember anything?" "..no." I had this weird feeling in my stomach, I felt my heart aching. Like something was missing. Without even realizing it, I began to cry. "Mom? What's wrong with me?"All Rights Reserved