BRINGING BACK THE DEAD TO LIFE

Ryan's eyes broke open as he sat up straight, looking around he found himself in his bedroom. The wound was already bandaid, he was put on head. Due to being unconscious for too long his visions and memories were still blur and slowly regaining their stability.

It was 14th of February, the Valentine's day when every soul out there would be cherishing their memories with their loved ones but for Ryan it was the day of utmost pain and heartbreak. It was that one day of the year when he would be the saddest; with this day approaching he would become more silent and finally would hide away from everyone. He would most probably be drunk, passed out somewhere on the street or sobbing in solitude. Sadly, it has been like this for the past three years.

At the initial days everyone in his clan tried to talk to him but what he lost was something more precious than his own life, there was no word which could heal or make him feel better.

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