I can't breath. My air ways were clogged by water. I can't inhale air. I was drowning. Then, I just woke up in the hospital, I was screaming and every eye was filled with emotions.
What am I doing? Am I still in my own presence? Why are they crying and sad like I was already dead?
And why is that man smiling at me like every thing is okay while everyone is fucking depress? Who is he? Who am I? Who are they? Why am I asking myself? Why am I here in this white room?
I'm sorry, but, I'm out of breath.