The first thing I notice is the scratching in my throat. I open my eyes and a signal sounds loudly. I'm scared, I don't know where I am, what's going on. I want to scream and move, but I feel lifeless. A strange face appears above me, then another and another and I squint my eyes. Where am I? The relief when I can breathe normally again and straighten my head is endless. I'm in the hospital. Full of tubes, my arms full of bruises. I see my mother, crying, holding her hands over her mouth and then pressing on her chest. My father holding her and I think I'm dreaming. I close my eyes:
“Miss Mårtensson, can you understand me.” I feel someone pull my face towards them and look into the face of a doctor. I want to say something, but I can't get a sound out of it, so I nod,“Good, that's great. Do you know who you are? ”I nod again and look at my parents. My mother cries bitterly and my father looks up with relief.
"What's going on?" My
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