PREQUEL:
Theres nothing like going out for a ride in the car. I usually go on rides whenever I need to go to the store or just to get some air. This time its both. I just got fired just because I was being rude. I stormed off afterwards to hop in my car so I could go to the store. I breathe in for a quick second. Right after that I decide to go faster. I go faster and faster and faster until I see a car in front of me, and then everything goes black.
*22 years later*
I start to gain control over my fingers. They wiggle. Eventually I open my eyes, to see a person staring at me. "He's alive! Get the family!" The person which seems to be a doctor yells. Another person yells in response, "The family is on their way!" My head is spinning. What happened to me? And how long have I been here? The doctor looks back at me. "Do you know who you are?" He asks me. I think for a second. I remember my name. I try to speak back to him, saying that my name is Jake, but my mouth can't move. Instead I nod. "Can you talk?" He then asks. I can't talk, so I shake my head.
30 minutes later I see my family, only they are older, my parents have a full head of grey hair. They must see my shock because they start to explain. "When you got fired, you got in your car and went to fast and didn't realize that the cars stopped and went into a coma. Its been 22 years my son." My mom says. I start to tear up as the doctor tells my family my condition. "He can move a little bit but his mouth is paralyzed, maybe forever. He will need to learn how to walk again." The docter finishes. My family looks back at me. And then I get taken away to a different part of the hospital where people learn to walk again.
I just can't believe this is happening. Not being able to talk, maybe even forever. Learning to walk again. 22 years wasted laying down in a hospital bed. Wait...I was 21 when I got fired...I'M 43? I missed out on so many memories, now my life will seem much shorter then it should be. My new doctor interupts my thoughts. "Now, lets start." She says.
Months go by and I still can't talk. I make much progress and can walk with a cane. I get sent home after 3 months. As the years go by, I get filled with regret. "If only I didn't go so fast, if only." I think to myself. My mother whispers in my ear one night before falling to the floor, but of course I couldn't call the ambulance. As I grow even older I wonder why I was so hard on myself for everything. As I sit in the hospital, breathing for the last time, I finally can move my mouth. "I....sorry....love....you..." I say. Its weird talking after so much time being silent. My family and even the doctors look at me in shock. They start to ask me questions while crying, but its too late. Instead, they are talking to a man who has suffered far to much, forever resting in peace.
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EPILOUGE: Jake goes to heaven and sees his mom and can talk crystal clear. His family holds his funeral and celebrates his whole life.
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