When everythings made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am -Goo Goo Dolls, Iris

Oliver's p.o.v

Gently, A cold feminine hand touches my cheek. "Please wake up, Ollie" the woman who sounds like

my mother pleads. I wake up and discover my mother at my bedside. I chase her ghost out

of my hospital room and into the hallway. She keeps on drifting farther away from me. Maybe I

am hallucinating.