Chapter 18

It feels good to breathe and feel the cool air on my face again. I'm proud of myself for being strong and thank God I survived, whatever it is that happened to me. I wish I could remember.

I wiped the tear on my face as mom pushed my wheelchair as my balance was still unsteady. Finally I had gotten out of the medical jail (hospital) laying in bed all day and not doing anything was damn boring, not to mention the food that was absolutely horrible dry and tasteless arghh.

Mom helped me get into the car and we drove off. I leaned my head against the window,music played from mom's playlist: Lionel Richie - I'm coming home.

"Mom?"

"Yes hunny?"

"What happened?"

*Silence*

Okeyyy not the right time...

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We got home to a

"Surprise!!"

They had thrown a welcome-home small party for me in my backyard, how sweet. A warm tear escaped from my eyes and a small smile appeared. Decorations on the porch a table with a medium round cake on the table