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busy streets of New Waulds.
    As I continued walking around, I heard some chatter that
turned into shouting then finally screaming. I disregarded them all. I wasn’t
in the mood to pay any attention to them. I was worn out to even think about my
surrounding. But then suddenly from afar, I heard one loud honking of a horn
before I felt something bumping me from the side, of which instantly sent me
flying down to the ground.
    Thud.
    I stared at the street as I felt the pain taking over my
aching head. And in another moment, my mind went blank and I lost consciousness
altogether. Still, there was no explanation whatsoever why these things were
continuously happening to me.

Chapter 3
     
    “Aaaaaah!” I exclaimed as I opened my eyes.
    I felt my heart beating wildly in my chest. The cold
droplets that formed on my forehead found its way down and I carefully wiped it
away. Looking around me, I saw that I was in an uncomfortable, rigid bed that
was covered with floral sheet. And I also noticed that I was dressed in clothes
that almost had the same print as the bed covering. So unfashionable. I
continued scanning the room and was trying to figure out where I was. The smell
of the place was suffocating, much like a disinfectant and it made me want to
throw up.
    What was this place?
    “You’re finally awake. Are you okay?” I heard someone said.
I looked to my right and saw my mom who was holding my right hand. Worry was
painted all over her face.
    “Mom?” I asked her, confused.
    I looked around and saw that I was in a room that was tinted
in absolute white
    Drip. Drip. Drip.
    Then I felt that tingly sensation in my arms, like something
was entering my body. I looked down and saw a needle inserted in my veins.
After which, it dawned to me that I was in a hospital bed. And I was the
patient? Something was definitely wrong.
    “Where am I?” I asked Mom.
    “Oh dear, I’m glad you’re awake now,” she said, still
holding my hand. Tears were touching the corners of her green eyes. Then after
a moment, she started crying.
    I reached out to her and wiped away the tears in her eyes.
“What happened?”
    “Don’t you remember? A car hit you yesterday,” she said
while sobbing. Her honey-blonde hair was all over her face and was unkempt
contrary to how she tidied it constantly so before. Then she cupped my right
hand with both of hers and tenderly caressed it with her face. Then thoughts
came into mind as I tried remembering what had happened to me.
    I reckoned that I did remember a car coming my way before
everything went blank. A car? Uhmm... yesterday? Oh, yeah, so yesterday did
really happen.
    For a moment, I thought that it was all part of a dream. But
as if to answer my speculations, the memories of yesterday came back to me in a
flash. I closed my eyes and let out a big sigh. Now tell me that surviving was
the only good thing that had happened to me.
    “Are you okay dear?” asked Mom worriedly.
    I wanted to shout, ‘No, Mom! I lost
my job and my boyfriend broke up with me and all my savings are gone. How am I
supposed to be okay?’ But I held it back, knowing that this wasn’t the
right time to blabber about all that. I just pretended to have a headache
instead. And so I murmured, “Oh… my... head.”
    “I’ll... I’ll... call the doctor,” she said, touching my
hand before heading outside. Yeah, it wasn’t as if the doctor could reverse
everything that happened yesterday.
    Why did I even survive?
    After a while, I heard the door creak open. Keeping my eyes
closed, I hadn’t even bothered to look at it knowing that it was just my mom
and a doctor, I supposed. Then in a while, I felt someone holding my forehead
and putting something cold on my chest. I opened my eyes and saw a doctor
examining me.
    “Are you feeling okay?” he asked in the most formal manner
there was.
    I narrowed my eyes in dismay as I cringed on the words
‘okay’. I closed my eyes again and replied a cold-hearted, “No.”
    “Oh.”