just a sprout

Dec. 20

Dr. Parks gave me this new journal as a gift before I moved into a new home, and it's been months since my birthday. He believed that moving into a new home would be a good place for my brother and me to start fresh.

I have been in the hospital for almost two years in a coma. I woke up on Dec. 14, now a few days later. He told me that I was involved in a car accident with my mother inside. But they couldn’t do much to save her. From what I could assume, her injuries were worse.

As for me, I woke up not remembering anything. No memories of the accident, nor my parents. It sucks. But I could remember my younger brother, Jason, which is strange...

It was like I woke up from a bad dream, but I don’t recall anything that happened. My dad? I didn't see my dad. Dr. Parks explained that he never returned after he went to search for my mom and me, leaving Jason, who is now 5 years old, safe at the hospital with him. He’s my dad's friend and a partner at their work. But for the most part, he’s helped me during my recovery and looked after my brother while my parents or I weren’t around.

Other than that! So far, I have seen my new room. Looks cool and cozy. I love my bed, less than the one at the hospital. Jason's room looked similar to mine, except for the toys he'd been given. He can't stop playing with them hahaha. As for school, I'm excited and all, but it feels weird to start after what happened and lonely. Dr. Parks said I could take my time settling in this week. We're doing ok, I'm ok, but we miss our parents.

- Aveline