"Good morning," I said to my dad as I sat down. He was standing with his back to me as he flipped over some pancakes.
"I see you're up bright and early this morning," my dad said as he turned to look at me. I chuckled as I replied, "Yup sure am." Then I added, "Hey dad, who won the Texas ATM game?"
"They don't start playin' until two o'clock." That was the answer I was looking for. ...
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...rder multiple scenes began to flash through my head. My thoughts turned to nothing, and for one minute all I saw in my mind was an everlasting black hole accompanied by a single deafening beep.
When I became conscious, the same fluorescent lights were shining down on me. This time, there was a man in all white whose face was silhouetted by the lights. I thought I was dead and that I was looking at an angel.
The man spoke, "Logan, do you know what has happened to you?"
"Wha, huh, I. .ooo..what."
"Logan, do you know that you were in a very serious car accident?"
"Yeah, I mean I think so. I thought it was all a dream."
"You are a very lucky person. Many people would never survive such an accident. Not having anything more than a bad concussion is a miracle."
"What day is it? Where are my parents?"
"Just lay there calmly and I will go get them."
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