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Bullet Hole

Uhn… I don’t feel well….
Whaa?
Bright… lights… ugh… what the hell….
OH MY GOD
I sprung up in my bed, screaming.
I was in a hospital.
“Fuck! FUCK! HELP ME!”
After a few more moments of heavy breathing a nurse came running in.
No wait… it’s not a nurse…
“Honey? Are you okay? You’ve been in a c-c-coma for a few days. Do you feel okay? A-are you hurt?”
I looked at the woman blankly.
“Do I know you?”
She immediately burst into tears.
A man came running into the room. I assume it was family also.
“Lisa! Lisa? What’s wrong, Lisa? She’s fine.”
“Oh, Doctor Kritz,”—I assumed wrong—“she doesn’t remember me!”
I fell back onto my pillow.
“Emili? Emili…? Hello?”
Oh, that’s me.
“I don’t know you people.”

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