Back in time

9 years ago...

I was enjoying my life until a plane came crashing down and killed my new neighbours. I rushed over to the house and found the neighbours son there with blood gushing out of his stomach, luckily he was still breathing. I shouted tens and thousands of times, but no one came to help.

It felt like life had just ended and there was no one there to help. A few minutes later the plane went up in flames and the branches of a tree nearby fell on my leg, which fractured it.

I cried as my life would suddenly end at the very young age I was.

My mind went blank and all I could her was the sharp blow of the wind which swayed the trees.

Then I was gone...

Suddenly I gasped for air as I woke up in a hospital, right next to me was my neighbour's son staring at me. My parents rushed over to my side and were shocked that I had woken up.

I was then told that I and him were in a coma for 9 years.

The only thing that puzzled mind was that they kept me alive for so long.

I just wondered how the heck I was gonna catch up in 9 years of school, with my 'new brother'