Thats one word to describe it.
It felt like I was 'Floating' effortlessly through space.
I heard voices.
Men sometimes women.
Probably doctors.
I heard my parents felt them holding my hand.
Talking in hushed tones.
I didn't understand why.
The works were formed but I couldn't put them together right.
A small hand every once and a while grips mine.
I still can't figure out who they were.
I tried to grip back but I couldn't for some reason.
At some points all I heard was the steady beeping of something in the room.
The first fully formed word I could understand was
'Coma'
The word hit me like a blow.
Was I in a Coma??
I must have been...
Last thing I remember was being in the car
Was in a car crash?
But I was with someone
'Sean'
My mind immediately cam up with worse case scenario's
Was he hurt?
Or Worse
Nononono don't think like that!
Jack Is tough!
He wouldn't leave me that easily
Would he?
No way!
I NEED to make sure he is okay!
I tried as hard as my mind would let me to move my hand.
Nothing happened at first.
But then I felt my hand move.
I knew I moved a good amount when I heard my mom screaming for the doctor.
Thats when I decided to try to open my eyes.
The lights nearly blinded me as I opened my eyes.
My father and mother were rushing into the room doctors and nurses hot on their heels.
Then mom saw I was awake.
"ROSE!" She yelled running towards me and hugging me.
Though my joints were very stiff I hugged back.
We were both crying at this point.
My father joined our group hug now crying too.
"I missed you so much sweetie." Mom says
"I missed you too." I whispered my throat hurt so I didn't say anymore I just hugged them
