What? How... WHY?

"Sweetie! How are you!?" A woman says, bursting through the door. By the words she used, that is probably my mom. A man with short black hair runs in with her. That might be my dad. But they look like there married, and not young. And this is my body. Did I... did I wake up in my body? How did they think that I was in a coma, and not dead?! Parent's can be weird sometimes.

"Hay... What happened?" I asked. My parents look at each other, then say, "You were in a coma for 3 years. You've been missing your past 3 birthdays."

So, I'm 15? Yeesh. Come on. Being in a coma for 3 years must have sucked. I should have known! "I'm...15, technically?" I said.

"Um... Yes." My dad said. How can I be alive in my own body, not dead?

Was it that portal that could transport me? How?

"Well, you can come home if you want. Or... we can wait!" My mom said.

"Uh. I would like to come home now." I said. I want to figure out what happened, since I don't remember my "death".

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Fluffy stuffed animals. And 2 blankets. And 4 pillows. That's what I have on my bed. Cool. Since I get's pretty hot in Arizona, I must have had a cold room in December before I died. Well, time to get to bed.

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Morning. I get up. First of all, it looks black and white. not surprised, since it's 7. I noticed that I have a mirror next to my loft bed. Hi me!

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What.

Either I'm still having REM stage or...

I'm a skeleton.