Dejavu

POV. BEY

She is still lying with the medical device on her body. The digital device shows normal numbers, it's just that she hasn't woken up yet.

This time it was the same as yesterday again, the little boy came again. He was still the same as the camera hanging around his neck. today I can see more clearly his plaid shirt and short jeans. Why does he come to me every day?

.a cheerful little girl, it was me small, I was three years old at the time, I was the one who whined asking to be carried by papa, I asked papa to fly me with both hands

Why does it keep repeating itself every day? I like watching my childhood memories.

boy with a camera around his neck

my three-year-old self

Happy smiling mom and dad

I see them and myself, again... and again every day, it's like a long dream.