I sobbed in pain, Having lost my voice from screaming. The pain still there and my body feeling colder by the minute. I didn't know how long I was in this state but it got worse the longer I had an open wound. I gripped hard at reality. Trying my hardest to stay awake. Even if it was me just sobbing in pain. It showed I was still alive. I wTched as different past events flashed in my mind. It settled on the one with my mother.<br/><br/>'I walked down the hall to my mother's room. She had gotten extremely ill over night. I helped where I could and the doctor spoke quietly to my mother. I peeked through the door that was cracked open. My mother looked sad, but she brightened when she saw me. The doctor bid his fairwell and walked past me. I watched him before going to my mother. She just told me on how much better she felt. But both of us knew she was lying.'