Oh the dreams and hallucinations I had in that coma! I must admit,they were nothing compaired to the morpheine illusions I would have later in life,but they were bloody well close! Yet another simularity between my brother and I,both of us had nearly insatiable appetites for morpheine. It takes away the pain of the world,you can transform it all into whatever you wish. The feeling of content and well being is amazing. Of course,I suggest noone take such things,they'll only play with your mind in the end.
The coma lasted "forever" as father always said,but to me it was only a paradise,from which I now wish I had never awaken.
Father was standing over the table beside me,working on something I could not make out. I moved only a little,mostly because the sickness had weakened me greatly,and cried for him. Though this time,instead of hearing my typical soft,but demanding "Aahhh..." I heard myself speak my first word.
The coma lasted "forever" as father always said,but to me it was only a paradise,from which I now wish I had never awaken.
Father was standing over the table beside me,working on something I could not make out. I moved only a little,mostly because the sickness had weakened me greatly,and cried for him. Though this time,instead of hearing my typical soft,but demanding "Aahhh..." I heard myself speak my first word.