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The light seemed to be brightening…My brain began to function, slipping away from drowsiness…The sound of hushed whispers grew clearer and clearer. Anxious faces began to focus as I blinked a few times to get rid of the blurry lines. The first face, which I recognized as my mother’s, was dripping with tears. “Oh Alexis! You’re all right!” she sobbed, throwing her arms out to hug me. But someone else stopped her, a man in green scrubs and a surgical mask. “No, don’t!” he said quickly, glancing at me. “She is very weak right now.” Who was that guy? Where was I? I looked around me slowly, at the too-white walls, inhaling that too-clean laboratory smell. I heard a gentle beeping, and looking around, saw a complicated machine with plenty of tubes, some of which were sticking in my arm. Oh my God. I was in the hospital.

“Alexis, do you feel okay?” asked my mom uncertainly, peering at my face. “You look so pale and clammy! But I was so worried about you! When you collapsed I didn’t know what to think…” I cleared my throat. “Mom, I’m fine.” I said, my voice sounding rusty and broken, like I hadn’t talked in years. “Actually,” the man in scrubs said, sounding very professional, “You’re not fine. You-” “No!” cried my mom, turning to him. “Alexis needs rest! You can’t tell her that now.” “Tell me what?” I asked, my voice still weak. “Why am I in the hospital? What happened?”

“Well,” my mom said worriedly, “You collapsed, at the picnic. Remember you lost so much blood from that cut? It was awful…you were bleeding very badly.” My mother sighed. “And then you collapsed and no one could wake you up. It was like you were….you were…” She looked down at the floor miserably, another tear dripping from her cheek.

“What’s wrong with me?” I asked hoarsely, looking up at both of them. The two adults exchanged glances. “Sweetie, we’ll tell you another time, okay?” replied the man in scrubs, who I assumed must be a doctor. “You just get some rest now.”

“All right…” I said groggily. Already the room was beginning to swirl, the shapes blending into one black shadow, the light fading away quickly, my eyelids drooping and closing, as I sank down into unconsciousness.

And maybe I would never wake up.