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So I woke up earlier, I was in some weird bed in a hospital, I had tubes strapped to my wrists and something stuffed in my mouth. A doctor came in when I woke up, he said I had been out for nearly a month, that I had been in a car crash and that my Dad, my little sister and my baby brother were all dead. I asked where my mom was, I could vaguely remember her being in the car as well, she was sitting next to me I think. He sighed lightly and said, she is alive but brain dead. I buried my head in my pillow and cried and the nurses left me to it. I had lost everything. That night I was dreaming of the car crash, it seems to haunt me now, my mom was sitting next to me, my dad was in the front, he was shouting, she was screaming, my baby brother was crying, my little sister was covering her ears as they fought and I was just sitting there starring out of the window. Suddenly my Dad yanked the wheel round and we were spiraling out of control and the wall was coming closer and closer. I dreamt that I lay across the road, bleeding from a wound in my head, with the bodies of my family surrounding me then my mom sat up, so did my dad and my sibling, they took my hands in theirs and said that I would be with them soon and that everything was going to be alright. So I am going to die, but its ok. Just don't tell me that spirits don't exist and that nor does heaven, because I know it does. And Mom, Dad, Jimmy, Lilly, I'm coming, hold on, I'm coming, I promise...
(One of the patients in my hospital held my hand and asked me to write this on here while she died. Please just listen to her, I believe her)
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