The Come Back Again

I'm right here

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21.40

Now I'm still faithfully sitting on my favorite swing here. I kept singing while continuing to swing my swing. I used to want to study music, but my mom didn't let me and would rather agree that getting into medicine made me dislike having to.

Now I'm still there, wanting to get out of this place, and walk down the street with a friend, celebrating the turn of the year that's just around the corner. It didn't feel like I was leaving the ICU for 1 hour. I rushed back there, somehow my eyes wanted to be closed.

I kept walking there, until right in my room I came in. There was no natural light there, and there was continuous background noise, but instead of the sound of gambling machines and the pleasant clattering of coins. Here came the hum and hiss of medical devices, the endless muffled calls on loudspeakers, and the conversation of nurses.

I can't count how long I've been here. Bored, tired. That's how I feel until now. I am still confused about myself. It's like being suspended, I said slowly. I still clearly see my body lying there. Instead of wanting to wake up but it is only free.

My body is now very unhealthy as usual, I don't know if I often spend time at night. Now I can't stand the drowsiness. Slowly and now I am unconscious. The medical device now sounded so fast, starting just like a regular hiss, but gradually becoming a voice so loud that the doctor continued to arrive. He quickly opened my eyelids, and messed with the machine attached to my body.

" quick up the oxygen "a voice that sounds like it's bullying those nurses. The young nurse quickly sped up the oxygen tube beside me. However, there was no result, now my breath is hunting very fast. The various actions they have done for me.

I kept walking in the direction of the bright light in front of me, I was like a dream, meeting with renata and lily, people I knew. They with their smile faithfully waiting for me over there, Lily looked even happier looking at me from a distance. I want to go there but, like there's something I can't say right now.

" maybe this is the best for him" said one of the doctors. The other doctors and nurses are now just breathing out their rough breaths. It was like working without results.

He told this news to my mother, papa and the lady who were worriedly waiting for me in the waiting room. The sobs now sounded louder than usual. Mama who has been led by papa and Pride entered my room. Crying with hysterics. I don't seem to have the heart to hear that.

The doctor just bowed to hear the cry. They know how my mom feels. But now the pride, who was crying, stared at and held my hand tightly and cried as it continued to whisper in my ear

" get up aless, I'm here waiting for you "the voice of the pride that sounds so soft

I am still confused, I want to go back and continue my mission in the real world, I want to say that at this time I also love the pride.

I limped back, tired, and unsure if I managed to do it. Do not understand the meaning, whether I mean conveyed and mean. But then the stranglehold of the insects hardened. So that the grip of his hand felt like he was hugging my whole body. As if I could lift me up to stand straight from this bed. Then I heard her breath gasp loudly, followed by her voice, and this was the first time I could hear her voice. This is the first time I can really hear it

" alessia" she asked