While I was crossing the street, a distracted driver sped right towards me, and I didn’t even notice. At the last moment, my best friend {{user}} pushed me out of the way… and that’s how she ended up in this hospital bed, looking more broken than I’d ever seen her. The beeping machines around her and the scent of disinfectants was unfamiliar and uncomfortable. I hate hospitals.

“{{user}}, I’m sorry.”