The bright light coming from the ceiling woke me up. My eyes are squinting. The room I am in is white, the smell seems familiar. I breathed through the thin air that surrounds the room but it felt like I never needed to breathe. I managed to open my eyes as wide as I could..

I'm in a hospital room.

I saw tubes injected in my skin, though I couldn't feel it. What happened? Why am I in here? Where's mom? Dad? Or Ethan?

I tried to sit up from my bed, but it felt like my soul was being separated from my body. I didn't mind it. I left the bed and managed to stand up, the tubes that was in my hand didn't move. I was about to open the door when a nurse knocked and went in.

But he didn't seem to notice me. He went straight to my bed and I watched him.

I saw my body, still lying on the bed. The nurse checking on my vitals. I stared at it, I couldn't believe it. My soul really did separate from my temple. I touched the door, my hand went through it like it was made of air.

I stared blankly at myself, I want to leave this room. I want to find my family, I want to know what happened, I want to wake up!

But I can't wake myself up if I leave, if my soul leaves. Also, I don't want to be stuck here clueless about myself. Shit I have to make a choice.

I walked back to my bed, closer to my body. If I could kiss it I would.

I was about to leave but the door flew open and released my mom. She brought flowers and some food. She looks at me from my bed, I could see how painful this is for her. I looked back at my body, I didn't seem to be injured or bruised. I'm just in a coma.

She kissed my forehead and stares at my face calmly. "Wake up soon honey, we miss you." She said as she wiped her wet cheek from the tear that fell.

Oh mom..

Days passed and I never left the room. My mom never did too. Ethan visits me after school with my dad. Some nights I lie on my body, hoping I could wake it up. But it never works, my soul keeps leaving it. I tried to whisper or shout at them but they don't hear a thing. I can't even possess material objects to make them move so I can let them know that I'm here. Sometimes I hear the doctor when she talks to mom, she says that the patient in a coma approximately wakes up after 90 days. After that the family must decide if they should keep supporting the life of the patient or just.. give it up.

My mom cried. I hate to see her like this, because of me. I don't know what to do, but I know I have to do something.

I realized that I can't stay here because the longer I do, the days that count would be wasted. Nothing ever works when I stay here. I won't let myself die.

I finally decided to go out, to find someone who can talk to me—to my soul. I went to Katie's house, my best friend, after the school hours. She usually stays in her room, and go online on her laptop and hit me up on Facebook to talk about stuff, if not then she's in Cody's. Now I don't know much about her since I'm away.

I'm in her room now, she's lying on her bed staring at the ceiling. Doing nothing. I wonder what she's thinking. I went up in front of her, tried to touch her but no air seemed to pass. Tried everything, still nothing. She's been spacing out for what felt like hours. I was about to leave because I don't want to run out of time but then her mac laptop made a sound.

She looked at it, hesitated to open it at first but then she did. She opened her iMessage, it was a message from Isaac. Wait, is that THE British Isaac Sykes from school? What's he up to?

Isaac: Good evening Katie.

She looked confused and curious at the same time. Me as well.

Katie: What do you want?

She typed and sent it straight up with no expression on her face. We talked about Isaac being one of the play boys of the football team like he is several times. Yeah, he's got the looks and the brain. But she uses girls like his condoms. Gross, ugh.

Isaac: It's about Aliyah.

 What the hell? Why does he asks about me? I looked at Katie's face, which is just as confused as mine.

Katie: Why are you asking me this?

Isaac: Awfully concerned. Can you give me her address? 

The spaced out Katie from 15 mins ago was gone, replaced by a curious one.

Katie: Why do you need it? Are you planning something evil?

I have no idea why he's asking my address, I'm so creeped out.

Isaac: No, I was there in the accident. I took her to the hospital that day. I have her doctor's letter, I just want to give it to her parents.

Accident. Yeah, not surprised. Though I don't really know what kind of accident happened to me.

Katie: Okay, but you could just give it to me. I'll bring it to her parents.

Isaac: I need to see her again.

His reply made my heart beat fast, even though I'm only a soul. I could feel it. Why does he need to see me? We barely even talk at school. What the hell?

Katie: You're acting weird. What's with you?

Her message was left on read after a minute and the typing message in his chat bubble is moving. And then it's gone. 

Typing. Gone again. Another minute has passed again, the message is still on read.

"Damn it!" Katie whined as she waited. Yeah, I would have said that too. God, Isaac, what is your deal?

She closed her eyes, I laid back with her in her bed. Five minutes has passed, then ten, thirty. She fell asleep. I'm curious to know what would Isaac say, why he wants to know about my situation. I was about to leave when the notification lit up.

Isaac: I have to.

I went back to my hospital room to check on my mom. She's asleep. It's already morning and the sun rays from the window touches my skin.

I so want to wake up now.

Okay, mom is fine now. I should go back to finding some help or clues. Dad is probably in his office, I should check on him too. I went to his office and he's busy, as usual. Paperworks, then back at his computer and then back again at signing papers. During lunch break, he calls mom.

He looks deeply in pain as well. After a long day at work, he bought flowers and dinner then he heads back to the hospital. I followed him but he seems to go to the opposite direction of my room. Wonder where he's going.

He pushes the door back to go inside, it's a chapel. In this hospital. He places the things he brought down on the wooden chair, and kneels before the altar. His eyes closed and his hands together. I might not hear it but I could feel his prayer. I heard a soft sob coming from him, and after that he finished the prayer with the sign of the cross.

He fixed himself before he got out and went to my room. I love my father so much. This is breaking my heart too much. My mom and dad. I wish I could take their pain away. But I can't, I'm only making it worse.

As I walk with my dad to my room, my feet bare touched the cold hospital floor but it didn't feel a thing. My soul was dressed in a hospital gown, my hair was down and I looked like I escaped a mental community center.

"Alright, no problem." I heard in a voice I surely know. I looked to my right, which leads to the elevator door. I knew it, it's Katie! Isaac was outside the elevator door which is about to close. I quickly ran to her direction but before I get there, the elevator was already going down.

"Shit." I say to myself.

"Aliyah?" Isaac said. I looked at him, he's staring at my eyes like he could actually see me.

I ignored him, because I know that it was too good to be true. I started walking away but he follows me, and says another word. "You're awake, why are you out here?"