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... lodious cry of the birds woke me up from my sleep. I opened my eyes in a daze, and what I saw was the ceiling that I had to see every day.
I moved my left hand and it was completely without any sense. My right hand felt the same. At this moment, my hands didnt feel like mine. I didnt have any feeling.
SighI saw Valarie and Dusty pressing on each of my arm and sighed.
Last night, old uncle dialed my phone when I happened to enter the entrance.
The phone rang sudden ...
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