monday, august 4th

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"luke! there's a boy in room 517 that could use some cheering up."

"i'm on it," i smiled, making my way down the white hallway.

i found the room quickly, and opened the door carefully. there was a boy about my age lying in the bed, his skin as white as the sheets. he was cute... and in a coma?

i was confused as to why they had asked me to sing for him, but then i remembered that coma patients can hear you. so, i sat down in the little plastic chair.

i picked up my guitar, and started playing.

"oh love, oh love, won't you rain on me tonight..."

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