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My head felt heavy and it hurt. I felt like bricks had been thrown at my head. I opened my eyes and blinked a few times so that my eyes could adjust to the lights that lit up the room. The smell of disinfectant wafted past my nose. I didn't like it, it made me want to puke. Only hospitals smelt strongly of disinfectant. I didn't die. I was in a hospital

A monitor beeped, prompting me to tilt my head to see where the sound came from. There was a drip attached to my left arm.

"Good morning Miss Andez" A doctor dressed in scrubs greeted me.

I tried smiling but my face felt glued together so I stayed still instead.

"How's your head?" the doctor asked.

He picked a pen from his pocket and started writing something on his pad.

"I'm going to need you to answer me Andez"

I liked the way he pronounced my name.

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