I'm happy to have any new reviewer, and since my grammar and spelling are "Decent enough..." I'm actually really happy with this review. I hope you're reading this now and see that there is more to her than that and she does get more dedicated as the story goes on.
Tony's POV:
It was like I was watching myself sleep. Well, not sleep, exactly. I'd slipped into a coma, and that was when my spirit came out of my body. Freaky, I know. And I couldn't do anything about it. Something told me I'd be like this for a long long time. Maybe a day or two, maybe a week. I kept waiting for Aster to rush in but she never did.
I was scared and out of it, but mostly scared.
What was going on?
Would I be okay?
The answer became clearer when the first of the visions attacked.
If I hadn't already slipped into the coma I'd be sick, throwing up probably.
The visions ruined me.
It was days like these that I hated my mom, my life, myself.
What was I going to do?
And where was Aster?
Sorry it's short, I just wanted to pub something.