CLARAS POV
I wake up and take in my surroundings. There is a dull white wall. Hey that's not my wall!! Did I go into the wrong house again?! Well oops. I look down to see needles in my arms. I am wearing a weird gown. Wait I'm in a hospital. I close my eyes again.
I open my eyes slightly and close them when all of a sudden a boy walks in. He is wearing a v-neck and shorts. Who is that? Another person comes in she looks about in her 60's. They all look like they haven't been sleeping. The boy looks like he was just crying. I keep my eyes closed after that.
" I...I she has been in a coma for 2 months now." A male voice cries. I jump up and start freaking out. I start hyperventilating.
" Peyton what is happening? Oh no....... I think she's having a panic attack!!" The woman says. The boy is named Peyton I see. A doctor runs in and puts a sharp thingy in my arm.
I wake up eventually and it feels like I'm floating. I think this is laughing gas. I look at the boy called Peyton.
" Hey!!! Are you Mr. MUSTACHE?!" I yell and start giggling. The boy lets out a soft chuckle. Bahahahaha he looks like a pretty angel. He has beautiful face. Wooooop!!! A couple minutes later I fall asleep again.
I wake up more calm this time because I am off laughing gas. I look at the woman and boy.
" Who exactly are you guys. What's my name?" I question.
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