February 15, 2015
I woke up to the sound of a soft melody. If it weren’t for the blinding rays of the sun passing through the window I wouldn’t have known its spring time already. The last thing I could vividly remember was me in a car, a faint voice in the background, and the snow-covered streets stretched ahead. The nurse said I was in a car accident and was unconscious for days.
I tried to sit down but felt dizzy. Looking around, the room’s a decent one. The all-white paint makes everything look clean and comfy. And in my hospital suit and appearance similar to a mummified being, I must have stuck like an eye sore.