Just Him
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I open my eyes and I'm blinded by a bright light. I squint and it takes a couple of minutes for my eyes to adjust to the light. I try to speak but there is something down my throat. I hear a voice say
"Don't try to speak Collin you have a tube down your throat. We will notify your family that your awake". I look for the source of the voice but faces with a women dressed in a white lab coat and has this weird thing around her neck.
She injects me with something and everything went black again
I wake up again and the thing down my throat was gone. I try to speak but my voice was dry.
"Water" I say and someone gives me a glass on water. I drink and I feel like I haven't drank water for years.
"Collin are you okay" a voice say. It sound familiar but I don't member from where. Who is Collin. That's the second time I heard that.
"Um who are you and who is Collin"
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They say you never forget your first anything. What happened whenn you wake up and you don't remember anything.
Life moved on without you
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