Trust a Lie

The verdict?

Hi My name is Skye and I never had the luxury to describe myself nor my life as being normal, I've always had one thing or another that distinguished me from everyone else and recently things went from bad to worse than worse. You see I apparently i just woke up from a 7 month coma , and the explanation for how i got into this state sleep accumulated madness? Well i guess what there isn't one i was apparently just getting groceries from supermarket close to where i live, when suddenly i collapsed and ended up in that stupid coma . But get this that wasn't the weirdest part of this psychotic affair , while everyone else thought that i was in this coma , i have been living my life as usual, but apparently that was all a dream. Doctors say that i shouldn't have been dreaming or if i was i shouldn't be able to remember but the part i don't remember is collapsing or even going to the supermarket. So now tell me, am I going mad or is this world just turning on me. Anyways after the doctors made that decisive statement they declared that the dream was just my imagination playing up and that i thought about this alternate reality when i woke up , i could sense that even the doctors were tensed and i really didn't want to upset them more so i said that they shouldn't worry and that i was fine then of all the stupid thing that could divert a topic i exclaimed

 " YOU IMBECILES BETTER LET ME TALK TO MY PARENTS" .

Before i realised what i had called the doctors who had helped me so much i looked up at their faces, the doctors just stared at me as if they thought what i said was some type of joke but when they so my confused face they looked almost lifeless . Their stark expression chilled my spine down to the bone then i heard it

 " miss Everlast your parents passed away when you were 3 ..... don't you remember?"

Then when my brain comprehended that statement a memory of my childhood flashed before my eyes two wooden coal type black coffins laid in a 2 metre hole in the ground . A clear drop of tears streamed down my face the taste of salt filled my mouth . How could i forget - my own - parents death ? Once i reassessed my situation i realised that my memories from dream and reality was mixed up , i looked up at the 3 men standing next to my bed in those terrifying white lab coats and said " Thanks so much for you help in my condition i really appreciate it but can i have some time alone i feel pretty tired ? as they exited the room the tension in the air eased up . So many emotions and feeling rushed together causing a flood of tears . What was i going to do now?