"Jack, if you can hear me, I'm sorry for letting you go. If you are still alive, which you probably aren't, I hope you find in your heart the kindness to forgive me. I don't want to do this, but it is the best option. This sounds insane, but I'm going to ask you, if you are ok, and you can hear me , give me a si-" I heard a door open and the man told the sobbing lady "Mrs Hugh, its time to... say goodbye to Jack now..." I struggled against the invisible demons not letting me to move and tried to desperately think of something, anything, to let my mum know that I didn't want to die and that I was in no pain whatsoever. My mind lit up, and I thanked the gods for giving me this idea in the nick of time. I thought of what and who I would lose if I died, and felt a single tear well up in my eye. This single tear would save my life as it trickled down my face. My mother gasped and screamed in utter happiness and joy, " JACK, YOU ARE HERE, YOU ARE ALIVE AND I PROMISE YOU, I WILL GO TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH TO FIND A CURE FOR YOU!!!" From this sudden outburst, my imagination told me the look of shock and confusion would be plastered on the (seems like it) doctors face. I stayed in the hospital for multiple months after that, eventually winning the fight of me and the paralysis. I could taste, walk, blink, smile , talk, and so much more. I don't know what the hell would of happened to me if I hadn't thought of that idea, but I knew I would be dead if it weren't for that single tear.
