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I never believed in ghosts because, since I was very young, my parents taught me not to fear souls or dead people. According to them, living people are more dangerous than any spirit.
Then, I had many dreams but life took them away. It was 7 o'clock on a Friday night, I worked all day and I was tired. I was a secretary in a prestigious company, but although my job was not horrible and my salary was good, I was not happy because I was studying medicine, but due to the things in my life I was a secretary. Well, that day, I left late from my job. I was too tired and did not realize when my car collided with another. I remember that feeling of seeing your life in front of your eyes. I thought I was going to die, but I did not want to die. He had a life, a family, a job. The last thing I saw were pieces and a light.
I woke up later in a hospital. I tried to get up but I could not do it. Then, something happened that I never imagined. I was standing looking at the stretcher. I thought I had gone crazy. But when the doctors came in and did not see me, I understood that my body was only sleeping and I ... I was there, that is, my soul was there. Since I realized that I am now a soul, everything has changed. I met other souls like me, good and bad souls, but they all have a story. For example, yesterday I met Mariam. He died in a "homemade" accident, when he fell in love with an avocado peel. Definitely, people never know when and how we are going to die. Anyway, there are funny, funny stories and other painful stories, but I still do not understand why I can talk to other souls if I'm not dead. I'm not a medium or something like that either, only I'm in a coma since the accident. It has been several weeks since I discovered that I was in a coma and my soul, so my soul is adapting to the new life. However, it is difficult when I see my parents asking me to wake up and I am there, but they do not listen to me. But being a soul is not bad because I discovered many secrets. Well, maybe I'm a curious spirit and a bit of gossip. But, it's fun to see how people really are. For example, yesterday I met the mistress of my cousin's husband, and other things that I will not say out of respect for privacy.
In short, two months have happened since I am in comma. A lot of things happened ever since. The doctors say that probably I will wake up shortly. I right now know it. Because, I have found my mission in life. Sometimes, we do not understand the small details, but these are more than everything. Living in the hospital has changed my mind. The fact of the matter is that I abandoned my true dreams to be a conformist person and now I understand it. Always, I was a person that was wanting to be listened to, but I did not listen.
Now, I have understood that I should recover my life, my true life. In all this time, my parents visited me constantly, even my brother was here. And then I understood that since I was little, I was my brother's example. I was the "perfect daughter" that shines between both, but never had I told him that each person is different and everyone must follow his /her own road. The resentment grows in him and I did not see it. Simply, I was blind. Really, the accident was positive thing in
myself. It help me to understand the true concept of the importance of life,
because what's most important that being alive and doing the things that give
us happiness? Life is sublime ... and it can finish as it start. Therefore we
must live.And the true reason for which I am going
to wake up is that I must live my second opportunity, which everyone have, but
very few people recognize it.
Then, I had many dreams but life took them away. It was 7 o'clock on a Friday night, I worked all day and I was tired. I was a secretary in a prestigious company, but although my job was not horrible and my salary was good, I was not happy because I was studying medicine, but due to the things in my life I was a secretary. Well, that day, I left late from my job. I was too tired and did not realize when my car collided with another. I remember that feeling of seeing your life in front of your eyes. I thought I was going to die, but I did not want to die. He had a life, a family, a job. The last thing I saw were pieces and a light.
I woke up later in a hospital. I tried to get up but I could not do it. Then, something happened that I never imagined. I was standing looking at the stretcher. I thought I had gone crazy. But when the doctors came in and did not see me, I understood that my body was only sleeping and I ... I was there, that is, my soul was there. Since I realized that I am now a soul, everything has changed. I met other souls like me, good and bad souls, but they all have a story. For example, yesterday I met Mariam. He died in a "homemade" accident, when he fell in love with an avocado peel. Definitely, people never know when and how we are going to die. Anyway, there are funny, funny stories and other painful stories, but I still do not understand why I can talk to other souls if I'm not dead. I'm not a medium or something like that either, only I'm in a coma since the accident. It has been several weeks since I discovered that I was in a coma and my soul, so my soul is adapting to the new life. However, it is difficult when I see my parents asking me to wake up and I am there, but they do not listen to me. But being a soul is not bad because I discovered many secrets. Well, maybe I'm a curious spirit and a bit of gossip. But, it's fun to see how people really are. For example, yesterday I met the mistress of my cousin's husband, and other things that I will not say out of respect for privacy.
In short, two months have happened since I am in comma. A lot of things happened ever since. The doctors say that probably I will wake up shortly. I right now know it. Because, I have found my mission in life. Sometimes, we do not understand the small details, but these are more than everything. Living in the hospital has changed my mind. The fact of the matter is that I abandoned my true dreams to be a conformist person and now I understand it. Always, I was a person that was wanting to be listened to, but I did not listen.
Now, I have understood that I should recover my life, my true life. In all this time, my parents visited me constantly, even my brother was here. And then I understood that since I was little, I was my brother's example. I was the "perfect daughter" that shines between both, but never had I told him that each person is different and everyone must follow his /her own road. The resentment grows in him and I did not see it. Simply, I was blind.
