Story provided by 死亡頻道:
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These last months I have been living alone at home. My family has abandoned me, I live, alone... until one day my house was abandoned, with me lying on the floor, or so I thought. Who would have thought that an accident in my own home would knock me to the ground and then not get up? I begin to forget things while I'm still there, but at the same time I remember happiness before I was here, in pain and bleeding. I think and I say to myself "It's not worth continuing to live, I'm alone"
I begin to open my eyes little by little. It's my family. I manage to disillusion that I am in the hospital, but I can not distinguish their faces very well. I'm connected to some machines. I did not think the accident was so strong. I hear noises and I see spots moving everywhere until suddenly everything darkens.
I wake up in a few hours and then I know ... I do not know where I am. It's all dark, I can not see anyone. I realize that I am abandoned. Everything is darker until I begin to remember where it was the last time I was there. It's clear, I remembered everything.
The accident left me very bad.
I love them, I miss them.