I Thought the Girl Who Sat Beside My Hospital Bed Was Just My Imagination—Until I Opened My Front Door

I spent just over two weeks in a hospital room after a serious car accident. Those days blended together in a way that is hard to explain unless you have lived it yourself. Bright lights never fully dimmed. Machines hummed softly through the night. Nurses came and went with kind efficiency, while hours slipped past unnoticed.

Doctors told me I was fortunate to still be here. I nodded when they said it, but inside, I felt suspended somewhere between pain and uncertainty. My body was healing slowly, and for a time, I could not speak at all.

Words stayed trapped inside me, along with questions, fears, and a deep sense of isolation.

No one came to visit.

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