Chapter 74
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I felt like crying because she seemed so sad. I never meant for her to be in any type of pain. It could also be melancholic. That is, if she did. I wanted to be there for her. Calm her down. Take her in your arms and hold her tight. But here I am, unable to open my eyes at all.
Maybe if I work hard enough on my body, I'll be able to achieve it!
ll twitch or anything like. Isn't that what happens all the time in movies?
Even television shows come to mind. For example, Grey's Anatomy or House. Or any medical drama for that matter. When an individual in a coma spasms, everyone is concerned. That's something I could perhaps do. If I squint hard enough, I can manipulate my finger or whatever else I want. It's possible that my forearm is involved. I'm sure Harley would be relieved if I could simply grab her hand.
"Yes, how is she?" my father's voice, like the doctors', rang in my mind.
"Hey, I'm the girl who went into cardiac arrest over here; could you please stop yelling so I might get some sleep?" I might just open my eyes for a bit.
Yes, I think that's a fantastic idea. It's possible that I'll be able to find some peace and quiet. Now I only have to open my eyes. This hospital room's gorgeous canopy is going to be shown to me. Above you can see my mother's worried countenance.
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