What's in a Coma?

Awakening

I lay still on my bed, I can't find the energy to wake up, Jake is... gone, I am glad, I no longer want him by my side, he was no longer there when I woke this morning and I kind of hope it stays that way, I haven't heard voices in my head for a few hours and I feel a peace take over me.  Then I feel this sudden pain in my chest, I can't breath, I open my eyes and... "where am I? this isn't my bed?!" unknown people in white robes rush in to the room, before I can say a word I fall in a deep sleep. A few hours later I wake up this time in my room, where was I? who were those people? which is my reality? I wish my sister were here...is she even real? no,no I must be going crazy, but Jake said...he said....no, no he was trying to confuse me, why do I feel so tired?! As I begin to cry, I begin to remember...that day with my mother, I can still smell the salt in the air and I can feel the breeze on my skin as I hear the waves crashing onto the rocks... the house by the beach? when did we have a house by the beach... I think, think hard yet I can't remember anything else. But now I know this life isn't my reality.