I had already forgotten what day it was. I did know that quite some time had passed since Wayne decided that he was going to try and kill me. I don't know what has gotten into him. He shoots Brad and thinks everything is okay? It's about time someone put him in prison. There's no way he got away with anything this time.
I don't know if everyone in a coma experiences this, but I was able to walk around the hospital room unattached from my body. Like how? I never believed in the spiritual realm. Or anything spiritual for that matter. Having the ability to see and hear people, but them not being able to see me was something I liked. I could talk about them and they wouldn't be able to hear me. I could study them and get to know anything about them that no one else probably guessed.
I wonder
