Claire
I felt warm and cozy as if I was in a cocoon made of cotton candy clouds. The mattress was soft beneath me and the comforter felt like silk on my skin. I don’t remember waking up feeling this comfortable or well rested on my bed. It was a good but odd feeling. I opened my eyes and snapped to a sitting position. I didn’t recognize the room I was in. It took me a minute to get my bearings and remind myself that I left my foster home and now I’m living somewhere else.
I laid back and gave myself a moment to relax. After a second thought, I didn’t want to stay in bed a moment longer. Even though I was in a coma and unconscious for three months. the two days that I spent at the hospital were more than enough. I lifted the covers off and swang my feet down. I was a hair short of stompin
