PROLOGUE

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Bri glared at her plate of mashed potatoes. It looked like a glob of mud and probably tasted like one too. She rang the bell on her matress. Almost instantly her personal nurse, Carrie rushed into the room. Bri grabbed her notebook.

[Give me something else to eat.] she wrote.

Carrie frowned. "I'm sorry, but the doctor said that you can only eat soft foods."

Bri glowered in fustrastion. Of course she knew that she could only eat soft foods. She had been this way for 18 years and she knew that she was going to be this way for the rest of her life. She couldn't walk, talk, move her legs, and worst of all she couldn't even change by herself. What kind of life is this?

"Look on the bright side." Carrie said as she put the plate of mashed potatoes on a nearby table. "Your parents are coming to visit you today."

Bri rose an eyebrow. Her parents didn't care about her at all and the last time they visted her was when she was five years old. They only cared about her twin brother, Gabriel. He had it all; amazing looks, good grades, and great health. Why in the world would they care about their daughter who barely finished her education, has horrible health, and looks like a ghost?

[Tell them to get lost.] 

Carrie shook her head and grabbed the notebook from Bri. "I understand what your feeling, but it's not your parents fault."

Bri looked away. No one could understand how she's feeling. Not Carrie. Not her parents. And exspecially not Gabriel. The door to her hospital room opened and her parents walked in. Her mom gave her a disgusted look and her dad deeply frowned at her. 

Carrie looked at Bri, then her parents. "I'll give you guys some privacy." She handed Bri her notebook, before leaving the room. Bri ignored her parents as she took out the novel she was reading earlier. 

Her mom glared at her. "Don't you know how to greet your parents?"

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Bri rolled her eyes and continued to ignore her. Talking to her parents always made her lose her temper. 

Her dad sighed. "Gabrielle, please don't ignore us. We have something important to tell you."

Bri glanced at them. [If it's about Gabriel then I don't want to know] She wrote on her notebook.

"It's not about Gabriel." Her dad's eyebrows creased. "I know this will be hard for you to understand, but we decided to-"

"We're pulling the plug on you." Her mom interupted.

Bri dropped her pencil. Her eyes widened in shock. Did her parents hate her so much that they even wanted to kill her? She might not like it in a hospital, but that doesn't mean that she wanted to die. Tears threaten to come out of her eyes as she grabbed her pencil.

[Why?]

Her mom rolled her and put her hands on her hips. "Stop over exaggerating things."

[Over exaggerating things? It's not like your the one who's about to die] 

Her dad frowned and was about to say something, but that was when Bri tossed the notebook at her mom's head. It hit her right on the face. 

Her mom glared at her. "What is wrong with you? Everything we do is for your health! We could use the money we're spending on you to send twenty kids to college! Twenty! But what do we get in return? We get nothing but a spoiled brat who barely passed 12th Grade."

Bri's face turned red in embarassment. It wasn't her fault that she couldn't consentrate and study hard enough. Well, it was only partial her fault. Bri swung her legs over the edge of her bed.

"What are you doing?" her dad asked slowly.

Bri ignored him and stood up on her feet. She instantly felt pain sear through her legs, but she ignored it as she tore off all the wires that were attached to her body.

"Stop Gabrielle!" Her dad shouted.

Bri felt lighthead after she tore off the last wire. She left air leaving her lungs and vision began to blur. She tried to take one last step to her parents, but she fell over. That was when everything went black.

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It was nice in the darkness. No hospital bed. No nurses or doctors. No parents and horrible brothers. It was nice and peaceful. Bri felt that she could stay here forever. That was when she felt a tug in the back of her mind. A sharp tug that pulled her away from the darkness. Something clouded her vision. It was a small box shapped notification. Wait, were there notifications in the Afterlife? Bri concentraded on the notification and gradually it became clearer.