Fear
pulses through my body, reaching the depths of my heart. Whiteness fills my eyes, sweet voices and whimpering tones arise from across where I lay Where am I? the idea occurs with No answer. What happened? the memory, Lost. Who am I? I jerk my head up with no identity I find myself, whoever I am, under soft woolen sheets, crystal white walls surround me, trapping me, peoples cries echo from the light wooden door, “You fell off a roof.”
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