I had never been the favorite of my family since I was young. When I got hurt, I had to bear with it, and when I got sick, I had to bear with it. All I had to do was go to sleep, and everything would be okay, but when I opened my eyes next, I realized I was floating in the air.My physical self had expired next to the car, while my assistant, Kara Sawyer, turned pale as she tried to stop the bleeding on my forehead by carefully placing tissue on it. The young woman's eyes were red as she called out to me softly, "Please wake up, Madison… Just hold on a little longer. Don't go to sleep."I wanted to wipe the tears from her face, but my fingers went through her. When I looked at the pale face below me, which had stopped breathing, I realized I was dead, and all I could do was look apologetically at Kara. Kara was an intern who had not yet completed her university studies, but she had to face death because of me, and was forced to stay with my corpse, her fingers trembling from fear.
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