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Your eyes flick open on the memory of your mother dying Infront of you. It was so vivid your heart aches.

You sit on the bed and look at the clock. It was 5 in the morning. Your throat feels dry so you walk outside of the room and took a bottle from the fridge.

You could see the light of Mrs. Kim's room is still on. You slowly walk to her room to find out her resting while the nurse is sleeping. She also needs rest after all. You check her pulse and BP. She is all okay now. You can hope for her to talk anyday now....