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Part 7: Waking up at the Hospital
I’m faintly aware of crying. Of worry. Of people, rushing around me. The world. Spinning. My eyes are closed, they always have been, it seems. It’s bliss. Quiet. Here, in the darkness and lightness and fuzziness of the moment between sleep and wake. The darkness lures me in. I accept its pleas for my presence.…
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Part 5 of my New Story: Band Class!
My third period was, as you know, band. I walk through the door, and what do you know, of course that guy from science is here. The band directors introduce themselves, and then we go introduce ourselves to our fellow band members. I found Daisy in the alto saxophone bunch. “Hey, Daisy!” I said. “Remember…
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Part 4 of my New Story: Environmental Science
Next period was environmental science. This teacher welcomed me better. As I walked through the doorway, a young, energetic-looking teacher said, “Welcome! You look a little young, but then again, so do I! What’s your name?” He looked like he had a bit too much coffee and a bit too many donuts this morning. “My…
